Her rear's a cargo load,
Her hips, thunder-thighed.
Her flanks sure broke the mold.
She's got plenty spacious size.
She sure has booty for two,
Uses calves as a vice.
Knows all the wrestlin' holds.
She's got plenty spacious size.

And she'll beat you
And defeat you.
All the bettors trust you'll bleed, too.
She's ferocious, and she knows just
what it takes to make your hopes crushed.
She's got extra large pro tackle thighs.
She's got plenty spacious size.

She'll make you scrape her throne,
Until she's satisfied.
She'll make you scrub her floors.
She got plenty spacious size.
She'll quake and stumble on you,
Scold you like a mere child,
She'll leave you black and blue,
She's got plenty spacious size.

She'll oppose you,
And she'll throw you
off your feet, as she runs to choke you.
She's atrocious and she knows just
what it takes to make your bones mushed.
With a coy wink, she'll surprise.
She's got plenty spacious size.

And she'll seize you.
She'll displease you.
You'll regret her thrusts to squeeze you.
She's enormous, and she knows just
what it takes to make your nose gush.
All your joints dinged, you'll just writhe.
She's got plenty spacious size.

She'll heave you.
She'll deceive you
just to peeve you.
She's got plenty spacious size.

She'll provoke you,
As she gropes you.
It's no use,
She's got plenty spacious size.