Look At Her (feat. Gold Dig)

It's disrespectful to say she looking like a snack
She can feed a small country with all that
Only attracted to the leader of the pack
Drop dead gorgeous with the body to match
And when she walking her Jimmy Choos sparking
Leave all flames with no match
As a matter of fact, calling her wifey is my mission
Some sweats, a t-shirt, and flip flops
She still gone blaze the competition
Her body banging like she rolling 60's
She ain't gotta speak, but everybody still pay attention
And plus her Cocoa Chanel dress and it's skin tight
She can stop traffic at a green light
On me, she look good

And I love it when walking
And it don't matter what she walking in
Whether stilettos or flip flops, she cause a commotion
She gone make the traffic stop
And I love it when she walking
It don't matter what she walking in
Might even think that she heaven sent
Or maybe the president
She gone make the traffic stop

Shawty bad, bad, bad
Like Jhene Aiko
You might think that you hit the lotto
And whenever she rock stilettos
You might be stuck on froze
Cause her walk is so cold
She cold, cold, cold
And hot at the same time
With all that she can't walk a straight line
I know that her legs must be so tired
Cause she been running through my mind

Look at her
Look at, look at her
Look at, look at her
Look at her
Look at, look at her
Can't help but stop and stare at her

And I love it when walking
And it don't matter what she walking in
Whether stilettos or flip-flops, she cause a commotion
She gone make the traffic stop
And I love it when she walking
It don't matter what she walking in
Might even think that she heaven sent or maybe the president
She gone make the traffic stop