This is a song about "Big booty bitch"

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

Big booty girls whining on me so slow

I wanna real life big booty hoe, so i can have her strip and put on a show,

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

That right its tiny, but bitch the rest of my is big

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

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

As this booty quakes lakes,

And i ain't got what it takes

I must go like fly route

Gotta big bitch, ass out

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

So pretty mama make that booty accessible/

Hit me up for a booty call.

These joints here not found at the mall