This is a song about "Booty calls"

Bitches shake their booty

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

On they twitter writing novels, see

Once i beachu, ill slap dat booty

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

So pretty mama make that booty accessible/

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

The mother of these feelings calls herself dispair,

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

Safe sex since you say you not a groupie

Sticking such things on walls for better calls

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Immature that's what everyone's calls me,

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy