All you girls think the days are gone Where you don't have to worry, you can have your fun Take me, baby, for your little boy Because I'm 200 pounds of heavenly joy Oh this is it Oh this is it Look what you get ♪ You been creeping and hiding behind his back 'Cause you got a man that you don't like Throw that Jack, baby, outta your mind Or follow me, baby, have a real good time Oh this is it Oh this is it Look what you get ♪ Hoy! Hoy! I'm your boy I'm 200 pounds of heavenly joy And I'm so glad that you understand That I'm 200 pounds of muscle and man Oh this is it Oh this is it Look what you get Oh this is it This is it Look what you get Oh this is it This is it Look what you get