作曲:Edwin A Smith
作词:Edwin A Smith
Chilling in the crib cold maxing
Thinking about a freak
I was waxing fat old booty bet she got it going on
That's what make me wanna write this song
I'm tearing up a crib pulling up caper
Looking for a number on a piece of paper
Having visions of a big old bumper kid
Damn I gotta find them digits
But there's nowhere to be found
So I feel like banging my head on the ground
Like c c I'm gonna keep searching
Because I know I got your number for certain
So now I'm sitting at home all alone all alone
Just staring at my telephone
Oh hell no I think I got a booty call
I think I got a booty call
Moving in your feet can you feel the heat
Working to the crack
Now it's time to get some booty
Early in the morning that's how I like it
I got the fever The flavor is duty
Time to do my duty
Cause she got the monster booty truly she is the one
They get the job done so I'm fouling
Looking for their number to be dialing
Cause they got me getting buck wilding
I'm freaky like that Rio the X rated queen
Like Judy's down with the one fiend
I'm the booty man taking a booty stand
For all the booty fiends across the land courted
But she's not at home
So I slammed on my telephone
Oh hell no I think I got a booty call booty booty
I think I got a bullet bullet
Home all alone all alone
Just staring at my telephone
Oh hell no I think I got a booty call booty booty
I think I got a booty booty
I think I got a booty booty
I think I got a booty booty
Burn it up
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