"Take Your Man" lyrics

Bye-bye (Back it up, back it up, back it up)
Mani Montana (Back it up, back it up)
Can you- (Back it up)
'Cause I can- (Back it up)

You wanna play then I'm taking your man
And I'm making four hundred bands
Got 'em throwing money like damn (Damn)
And my ass fat like Wham!
You wanna play then I'm taking your man
And I'm making four hundred bands
Got 'em throwing money like damn (Damn)
And my ass fat like Wham!

Damn, what the fuck? (Like)
Shaking my ass in the club (Damn)
Bad, bad as fuck (Like)
He wanna hump, he a slut (Damn)
Thick, from the back (Fuck)
But he be trying to front (Damn)
I'm am not feeling you bitches (The fuck?)
Taking yo man and we- (Huh, huh)

Pretty and perfect, he don't wanna lose me
He say he like Milio Pucci
I got her mad 'cause he really, uh, choose me
And I'm married to money we newly
Tell him I'm cool, he gon' tell me it's Gucci
And he say that he love me like Lucy
I gotta head to the bank on a Tuesday
And these bitches is bummers they Judy's

I'ma- (Back it up)
If I- (Back it up)
'Cause I can- (Back it up)
And if you talk that shit, can you- (Back it up)
And I am the shit, can you- (Back it up)

You wanna play then I'm taking your man
And I'm making four hundred bands
Got 'em throwing money like damn (Damn)
And my ass fat like Wham!
You wanna play then I'm taking your man
And I'm making four hundred bands
Got 'em throwing money like damn (Damn)
And my ass fat like Wham!

My ass too fat
I'ma back it up, I'ma back it up
And I'm throwing it up
My ass too fat