This is a song about "Eat the booty"

Hit the big booty bitch in the mouth, it's so hilarious

A fly nigga, i keep having the gravity grievous

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

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

This what it sound like if i sent my dad a letter

To be able to eat and sleep whatever the weather/

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

Ill fuckin eat ya live, u an indian, im the cupboard

When i was 8 i used to only eat the broccoli

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

24 bars you nigga gonn eat, fuck all the studying, i read

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

So chase the air hide your stash

Eat the shit i funnel from my ass

Once i beachu, ill slap dat booty

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