This is a song about "Booty love"

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

Must be something you want me to see

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

I don't get booty, like a pirate with no chest

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

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

I wanna real life big booty hoe, so i can have her strip and put on a show,

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

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

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

Then im lookin forward to that crazy booty call

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

We get our chefin on, chefin on everyday