Power to the ninja babes

Hook:

And she can’t believe her eyes

When they see her fly

And he can’t believe his eyes

When they see her size

And they can’t believe their eyes

When they see her fight

And I can’t believe my eyes

There she goes, there she goes again

She is gold in the form of a woman

Forget Liz Taylor, and Cleopatra

She’s enough to take your breath away—asthma!

She climbs, she flies

She’ll open up your eyes

The skies—her prize

She’s showing up the guys

She’s on the rise,

And it came as a surprise

A little boy sees form the side

A little girl sees from the side...

Hook

There she goes, there she goes again

Hold the phone, she broke the mold again

No fashion show for nobody

Don’t criticize her body

Don’t stigmatize her body

Don’t objectify her body

Like some jolly Holly/Molly

With a hottie-tottie body

Riding shotty to the party

Popping molly in the ‘Rari

Not a naughty gaudy shorty

Barbie not what she embody

Paparazzi, she’s a smarty

—Sorry—probably even godly

She’s fast, got class

The power to outlast

Panache, pizazz

Ambition to surpass

She’s on the rise,

And it came as a surprise

A little boy sees form the side

A little girl sees from the side...

Hook