This is a song about "Big black booty"

Take ur booty ass...and bitch plz start to run...

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

Booty meat shaking in a groovey street

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul

Hit me up for a booty call.

Let me put my mouth where you booty is, boo

Make me wanna write my own little song for you

We ain't on the court but everything is getting boxed out

I think my rapking crown is crowned so start up a big round black cloud

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

Rollin blunt after blunt, prowlin down town on that big booty hunt,

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Unless its a booty calls comin from the stalls

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

Morty let me use the maybach back in may