Intro (Mael)

Wind it Up, Wind it Up, Wind it Up, and make it tick for me

Wind it Up, Wind it Up, Wind it Up, and make it tick for me

V1 (Inno Thakid)

When you get up with her for the first time, you better believe

You're going to want to knock it out of the park indeed

Put it on her from the morning til the dark then leave

Come back with a pack of Magnum sleeves

Shorty be, doing it bigger than anybody else

Heater her up, you'll see she's good for your health

And if anybody ever wants to get at her then they have to get at you first because you ain't felt

Nothing like this in a long time, shorty backs it up and you can see her thong line

Plus she's got those DSL's but she ain't never been online

Except to come to Myspace, and give me Facebook

We're on our Black Planet, its such a great look

Chorus (Mael)

Shorty reminds me of my Cartier (So Fresh), Pretty like my Presidential Diamond Face (Rolex)

She's like a Movado that's on display (So Sick), And I bet shorty will make you want to say... (Oh Shit)

The way she...

Wind it Up, Wind it Up, Wind it Up, and make it tick for me

Wind it Up, Wind it Up, Wind it Up, and make it tick for me

V2 (Inno Thakid)

Shorty's always up on the latest fashion, No matter how long that shit lasts

She's going to be having you pop them tags, and if you got dough, you're going to cop that Jag

Because you be screaming out money ain't a thing, making it rain, trying to get brain

Doing those things that be keeping them gold diggers aimed right at your chain

That's why I got to get a Michelle Obama, Chick to be my baby-mamma

And the way she be backing it up, will probably want to make you kill it like you're Jeffrey Domer

Name another chick in here that's hotter, than that one that's rocking Prada

Why do you think they're tossing dollars? Little mamma right there is fucking flawless!

They're on their way out, she's on her way in (Wayan)

Like she's related to Keenan-Ivory, Sean, Marlon, and Damon

I'm saying I gotta be getting a piece of that, I can tell by the way that she's peeping at me

She wants a Ni**a to feast in that, leap in that, then go deep in that

Like I was Jerry Rice, or I was Emmett Smith

For hours every night, she feels it in her ribs

You don't remind me of my jeep, you remind me of my Bentley

You tempt me, to let you ride it, until my tank it empty

Chorus (Mael)

Shorty reminds me of my Cartier (So Fresh), Pretty like my Presidential Diamond Face (Rolex)

She's like a Movado that's on display (So Sick), And I bet shorty will make you want to say... (Oh Shit)

The way she...

Wind it Up, Wind it Up, Wind it Up, and make it tick for me

Wind it Up, Wind it Up, Wind it Up, and make it tick for me

Shorty reminds me of my Cartier (So Fresh), Pretty like my Presidential Diamond Face (Rolex)

She's like a Movado that's on display (So Sick), And I bet shorty will make you want to say... (Oh Shit)

The way she...

Wind it Up, Wind it Up, Wind it Up, and make it tick for me

Wind it Up, Wind it Up, Wind it Up, and make it tick for me