Bitch in Spinning Class

Yo I gots to tell you what I just saw

This bitch in my spinning class not wearin’ a bra

Now, that bitch is crazy, I didn’t wanna meet her

All bouncin’ around in her WHITE WIFE BEATER

Her chest wasn’t flat, NO, it was QUITE feminine

But bitch you betta go and do some Lululemonin’

Cuz I see enough when we’re dow at the lockers

And in class I don’t gots to be starin’ at your knockers

When I’m on a climb I don’t need to see your titties

This ain’t Ithaca, bitch, this is NEW YORK CITY

So go and buy a bra and but those bosoms on a shelf

If I wanna see some tits, I got a fine-ass pair myself

word.