This is a song about "Booty hole"

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

First shot missed then he hit, that's how i got this hole.

So pretty mama make that booty accessible,

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Rollin blunt after blunt, prowlin down town on that big booty hunt,

Unless its a booty calls comin from the stalls

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

Big booty girls whining on me so slow

If you want to criticize me,talk to your ass hole,

You got your nails did, damn girl you're on a roll

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

They down to do it all, i call 'em us open