This is a song about "Big booty botched"

Booty meat shaking in a groovey street

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

On they twitter writing novels, see

And i didn't just want to grip on your booty

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way

So chase the air hide your stash

Big tits and a big ass

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

Alcohol and booty calls

Once i beachu, ill slap dat booty

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

Unless its a booty calls comin from the stalls

And i ain't got what it takes

As this booty quakes lakes,