This is a song about "Booty call"

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Unless its a booty calls comin from the stalls

As this booty quakes lakes,

And i ain't got what it takes

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Back that booty up bitch, i'm a bumble bee

Take ur booty ass...and bitch plz start to run...

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Once i beachu, ill slap dat booty

Snort a little, now you're getting groovy

Life's based upon what i'mma do today

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree