This is a song about "Stanky booty"

As this booty quakes lakes,

One verse is all it takes

Unless its a booty calls comin from the stalls

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Got so much money and booty call it pirate loot

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Once i beachu, ill slap dat booty

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

Booty meat shaking in a groovey street

You a lady boss, now you fly free

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