This is a song about "Booty ass cheeks"

These joints here not found at the mall

Hit me up for a booty call.

One verse is all it takes

As this booty quakes lakes,

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

So pretty mama make that booty accessible,

That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police

Runs from cheeks when they cry, money hungry thieves lovely monthly fees

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Pick her up and then i'll let her wiggle them ass cheeks

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

She choked 'n' frowned as tears were rolling down her cheeks 'n' soaked the ground