This is a song about "Her booty flat"

The real muscle in the message of that

You outta gas? do you got a flat?

Bitches shake their booty

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Mirror mirror on the wall

Hit me up for a booty call.

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

As this booty quakes lakes,

And no longing for dates

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

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

Out her dirty pussy, or either her curvy booty while i undressed her

Pssst... psssssst... aiyyoare you afraid to die, or do you wanna live forever

Never flat footed, i’m always on my toes

Took me a while just to write those