This is a song about "Brazil booty"

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

Booty meat shaking in a groovey street

Unless its a booty calls comin from the stalls

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

And today we're still in chains

As this booty quakes lakes,

Then im lookin forward to that crazy booty call

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

Morty let me use the maybach back in may

Let me put my mouth where you booty is, boo

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

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

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

Now i'm in brazil,i'm a bodyguard