This is a song about "Shake your booty"

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

Bite into your bangs, shake the chains.

High: that's why they call us planes

Shake junt, get buck my friends

To increase my ends

Or who f*ckin' on who, need a pap smear

Shake it for the man of the year

(milkshake)that thing shake with it

I put the nigga in his casket

It's funny the vibration of your atoms shake the earth at its foundations and

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Shake you up make you fall to the ground and blur your whole vision