This is a song about "Booty bounce"

Uh uh, man of the year, man man of the... bounce

That doesn't make sense like nigga kids wearing cap and gowns

Me and my boys gonna rule the south me and my boys gonna make it bounce

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Nigga you betta bounce

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

So pretty mama make that booty accessible,

Once i beachu, ill slap dat booty

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Miss you more with no bounce

In 2 to 6 hours

Uh uh, man of the year, man man of the... bounce

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs