So your ex got a mansion where you kick it on the hill.
Your boy comes to see you, he`s your Hollywood thrill.
He`s a Spanish fly, that bucks like a stallion.
In the suits that you got him, he looks more Italian.
You worry bout your tan when the weather`s gettin` clammy.
Summer in the city and winters in Miami.
You get so high on the high life pills.
Cruisin` and boozin` and rockin` on the horse size pills.
You could even take more thrills -
You could even take more spills.
Pills, thrills, chills and ills man, kills.
And rockin` on the horse size...
Butt`s gettin` bigger, do you think he`ll notice - maybe?
That`s ok, don`t worry bout it baby!
Cause everybody knows he pumps you for your money.
That`s alright, don`t worry bout it honey!
In your itsy bitsy teenie weenie riding up your butt bikini.
Keepin` on the heels cause you`re saggin` just a teenie bit...
More than the girls he pretends he doesn`t thrill.
Rubbin` on the lotion, and rockin` on the horse size pills.
You could even take more thrills -
You could even take more spills
Pills, thrills, chills, and ills man, kills.
And rockin` on the horse size.
Sometimes you feel like Moses, that`s when you`re toasted.
Yeah, kick it.
Yo bitch.
That`s right, yeah.
Rockin` on the horse size...