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Body banging, booty poking, yeah that ting pack
Booty like a baton, yeah hand me that
The way she move it around, then bring us back
Track meet,
she be like "5-4-3"
Now drop down, you a freak (Milly rock)
Bend it over, touch your feet (yeah)
Shake that booty, I know it's little but unique
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
cll I need is Sandy beaches
Sun dipped skin lick me
I'm golden honey baby
Florida sun yes its a party
Drinks on me
It's Hot like a Sweat Shoppe
Booty
big naturals
Let me lay it down real quick
I love a big booty, love my girl real thick, yeah
Call me booty maverick
Yeah everybody know I got a savage
and bitter but still a Baby Ruth
Could make a scene pop by making that booty move
You know the lil ones matter, real n****s know it too
Sweet with
the
(Pain)
You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
(Pain)
You break me down, you build me up, believer, believer
(Pain)
Oh, let the bullets fly,
your booty
I'm lovin' it, I'm lovin' it
I'm lovin' it
I'm lovin' it
By the way what's your sign
I bet it is compatible with mine
Probably long
your booty
I'm lovin' it, I'm lovin' it
I'm lovin' it
I'm lovin' it
By the way what's your sign
I bet it is compatible with mine
Probably long
booty booty ain't like no other
Lay down lil' nigga you the son, I'm the father
Run off lil' nigga before I round kick your partner
I never thought I'd be
I missed the booty call
I missed the booty call
I missed the booty call
I missed the booty call
I'm a vigilant individual
Waiting for a catch
Most
liquor, love, women is my novocaine
(I been in pain)
(Shit ain't the same)
(Im losin' my brain)
(I can't maintain)
Couple of women, they want me to call
and it's comin' to your town
It's done by the people who can really throw down
You don't need to be a queen or a jack of spades
It's done by the brothers
the big booty bitches hell
Ain't no competition when the luh booties in the air
By the way they shake it a nigga can't help but stop and stare
Like in
the booty bounce
At any cost they want my sauce
They trying to see where they can cop it by the ounce
At any cost they want my sauce
I come around she start
Pain makes it better
Shades of epiphany, can't let it get to me
Move so differently, do it so swiftly
Ease into my style, lay mine down
King be
at me
You look back at me when you
Throw it back at me
Dip it down low, pick it up slow
By the end of the song
It be touchin' your toes
If you leave
always pain
Never been the same, man I've never been the same
I got my life in my hands, feel like it's all gone to waste
I'd say, catch me if you can but
kicked the bass like an NFL punter
And scoped the booty like a big game hunter
I said to the girl, "Yo, you look tired
Let's go get some rest, relax by
kicked the bass like an NFL punter
And scoped the booty like a big game hunter
I said to the girl, "Yo, you look tired
Let's go get some rest, relax by
yourself
You gone do it, if ain't nobody else
But you be wildin' out, down and out
Big ol' booty, know you come from the south
I'm finna pull up to your
Here to tell you this is gangster music and booty shakin' music
What we call it is that gangster party
If why'all ready for that gangster party, let me
Here to tell you this is gangster music and booty shakin' music
What we call it is that gangster party
If why'all ready for that gangster party, let me
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