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Oh my god
Becky, look at her book
Its so big
She looks like one of those math guys girlfriends
Who understands those math guys
They only talk to her because she looks like a total prerequisite
I mean her book
It's just so big
I can't believe how it's bound
It's just out there
I mean, it's gross
Look, she's just so stacked

I like big books and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a bound thing in her face
You get sprung
Wanna pull up tough
Cuz you notice that book was roughed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
Another one she's carrying
Oh, baby I wanna get with ya
I don't care for pictures
My homeboys tried to warn me
But that book you got
Make Me less boring.
Ooh, cover of smooth cow skins,
You say you wanna get in hemms!?
Well use me use me cuz you aint that average droopy

I've seen them dancin'
To hell with romancin'
She's neat,set, got it goin like a turbo elite

I'm tired of magazines
Saying flat butts are the thing
Take the average book man and ask him that
She gotta bigger backback

So Fellas (yeah) Fellas(yeah)
Has your girlfriend got the book (hell yeah)
Well read it, read it, read it, read it, read that lengthy book
Baby got backpack

I like'em bound and big
And when I'm throwin a gig
I just can't help myself
I'm actin like an animal
Now here's my scandal

I wanna get them home
And UH, double up UH UH
I aint talkin bout dr. susse
Cuz who the hell care about a blue moose?
I wannem real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double bound
Ain't got no trouble
Reading at a pace byond dubble
So you're lookin' at rock videos
Knockin these bibles like they were jokes
You can have them jokes
I'll keep my novels like 'speak' yo
A word to the thick soul sistas
I wanna get with ya
I won't scribble or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna --
Til the break of dawn
Books got it goin on
Alot of pimps won't like this song
Cuz them punks can't hit it and then they quit it
But I'd rather stay and play
Cuz days are long and I'm strong
And I'm down to get the fiction on

So ladies (yeah), Ladies (yeah)
Do you wanna read in my libraries (yeah)
Then turn around
Stick it out
Even tan boys got to shout
Baby got backpack

Yeah baby
When it comes to fiction-al
Oprah ain't got nothin to do with my selection
12-8-5
Only if it's part one!

So your girlfriends throws a party
Playin makebelieve life, like barbie
But barbie ain't got a book in sight of her party
My retnia don't want none unless you've got hundrededs hun
You can do side bends or sit-ups, but please don't lose that book
Some brothers wanna play that hard role
And tell you that the book ain't gold
So they toss it and leave it
And I pull up quick to retrieve it
So cosmo says you're fat
Well I ain't down with that
Cuz your mind is small and your curves are kickin
And I'm thinkin bout stickin
To the book shelves not the magazines
You aint it "miss teen"
Give me a book list I can't resist it
Drama queens and snobs did miss it
Some knucklehead tried to dis
Cuz his books were on my list
He had game but he chose to hit 'em
And pulled back quick to get rid of'em
So ladies if the book is bound
And you wanna triple way talk down
Dial 1-900-readsome and kick them nasty mags
Baby got backpack
Baby got backpack
Little in tha middle but she got much backpack x4