It starts like.....

All day, I'm in a rutt
Tired of people talkin bout my big Ol butt
They're just jokes and such, but you should know what, just keep your mouths shut
(I am J. Lo)
And every one of you should be fearin me,
talk about it cautiously cuz my rear can be
a lethal weapon, can use it every day, just bump you away
(And make you feel)
pain that you cannot know, i made you go, right through that window
And I'll just keep on, making you feelin woe, till the point you call:
(Get back ho...!)
Everytime I always try, but cant get inside, of the wal-mart
Wasnt meant to be, someday I will see, it big enough for me, wasting time when I tried

so hard
to get rid of lard
in my rear end, it just keeps getting fatter
Make contact at all,
can take out a wall,
but my rear end, it just keeps getting fatter

Something, tells I am not shy
the caboose is loose despite how hard I try
I do not mind, doin it all the time
and tell myself wow
(Baby got back)
I know theres someone always mocking me
Like none other than box-office bomb "Gigli"
They would much rather watch "Crossroads" with Britney.
That insult has...
(Got too Far)
Today isnt like what is was before
I could churn out bad movies more and more
Not they were great back then
Cuz it all comes down to my
(Big Rear End)
You saw me being so tough, my stupid flick " Enough", You didn't have the heart.
To say it was a bore, take it to the store, burn it to the floor, every time when I try

so hard
to get rid of lard
in my rear end, it just keeps getting fatter
Make contact at all,
can take out a wall,
but my rear end, it just keeps getting fatter

Look at my butt, its true
thats as big as it can go
After all this
Theres something that you jerks should know
No matter what you do
Movies and albums come and go
They will all bomb
Regardless I'm gonna let you know

I tried so hard
to get rid of lard
in my rear end, it just keeps getting fatter
Make contact at all,
can take out a wall,
but my rear end, it just keeps getting fatter