This is a song about "Booty ass cheeks"

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

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

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

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Let me put my mouth where you booty is, boo

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

Unless its a booty calls comin from the stalls

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay

And today we're still in chains

As this booty quakes lakes,

Big ass grabing on that booty, a lil diffrent is how my crew be,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free