Lyrics

L.A. face with the Oakland booty I like big butts and I cannot lie You, other brothers, can't deny When a girl walks in with an itty-bitty waist And a round thing in your face You get sprung, wanna pull up tough You notice that butt was stuffed Deep in the jeans she's wearing I'm hooked and I can't stop staring Ooh, babe, I wanna get with ya And take you a pretty picture My homeboys tried to warn me But that butt you got makes me so horny Ooh, Rumplesmoothskin You say you wanna get in my Benz? Well, use me, use me 'Cause you ain't that average groupie I've seen them dancing To hell with romancing 'Cause she's sweat, wet Got it going like a turbo 'Vette I'm tired of magazines Saying flat butts are the thing Take the average black man and ask him that She gotta pack much back So, fellas (yeah), fellas (yeah) Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Yeah) Tell her to shake it, shake it Shake that healthy butt Baby got back (L.A. face with the Oakland booty; little in the middle) Baby got back (L.A. face with the Oakland booty; little in the middle) Baby got back (L.A. face with the Oakland booty; little in the middle) Baby got back I like 'em round and big And when I'm throwing a gig I just can't help myself, I'm acting like an animal But here's my scandal I wanna get you home And, whoa, double-up, whoa, whoa I ain't talking about Playboy 'Cause silicone parts are made for toys I want 'em real thick and juicy So find that juicy double Jonny C's in trouble Begging for a piece of that bubble So, I'm lookin' at rock videos Knock-kneed bimbos walking like hoes You can have them bimbos I'll keep my women like Flo Jo A word to the thick soul sisters, I wanna get with ya I won't cuss or hit ya But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna... 'Til the break of dawn Baby, got it going on A lot of simps won't like this song 'Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it And I'd rather stay and play 'Cause I'm long, and I'm strong And I'm down to get the friction on So, ladies (yeah), ladies (yeah) If you wanna roll in my Mercedes (yeah) Then turn around and stick it out Even white boys got to shout Baby got back (L.A. face with the Oakland booty; little in the middle) Baby got back (L.A. face with the Oakland booty; little in the middle) Baby got back (L.A. face with the Oakland booty; little in the middle) Baby got back Actually, when, when it comes to females Cosmo does not have very much to do at all with my selection I mean, 36-24-36? Maybe, if she's 5' 3" So, your girlfriend rolls a Honda Playing workout tapes by Fonda But Fonda ain't got a motor In the back of her Honda My anaconda don't want none Unless you have got buns, hon You can do side bends or sit-ups But, please, don't lose that butt Some brothers wanna play that hard role And tell you that the butt ain't gold So, they toss it and they leave it And I pull up quick to retrieve it So, Cosmo says you're fat Well, I ain't down with that 'Cause your waist is small and your curves are kicking And I'm thinking about sticking To the beanpole dames in the magazines You ain't it, Miss Thing Give me a sister, I can't resist her Red beans and rice didn't miss her Some knucklehead tried to diss 'Cause his girls are on my list He had game, but he chose to hit 'em And I pull up quick to get with 'em So, ladies (yeah), if the butt is round (yeah) And you want a triple-X throw down (yeah) Dial 1-900-JONNYC, and Kick them nasty thoughts Baby got back (L.A. face with the Oakland booty; little in the middle) Baby got back (L.A. face with the Oakland booty; little in the middle) Baby got back (L.A. face with the Oakland booty; little in the middle) Baby got back
Writer(s): Anthony L. Ray Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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