Shawty gotta

Big Ol’ Butt

Shawty gotta

Big Ol’ Butt

(That thang is tough)

Shawty gotta

Big Ol’ Butt

Shawty gotta

Big Ol’ Butt

(That Thang is tough)

Yeah

She better back it up

And make that thang

Drop

Like a dump truck

I’m tryna pick her up

Like a pick up

But I ain’t got no game

Hick up

Damn why she gotta

Be so quick

To look me

Up and down

Then frown

And judge me off my

Kicks

You simple minded

Ughhhh

See

I want you on my team

But I need you to believe

And we’ll be rollin in the

Greeeen (greeeen)

Cuz I’m the black

Steve Jobs

So excuse me

If I’m workin

Yeah you

Hear them claps

Takin em to church and

Got you feeling like Nas

Back in the 90’s

Like...

I know I can...

Chill chill

I want all my royalties

For real

Treat me like I’m royalty

Cuz you know I’m royalty

Yeah

Tryna get you to

My place

I’m Tryna get you to

My place

Is that okayyyy

Shawty gotta

Big Ol’ Butt

Shawty gotta

Big Ol’ Butt

(That thang is tough)

Shawty gotta

Big Ol’ Butt

Shawty gotta

Big Ol’ Butt

(That Thang is tough)

Some like apples

And others like oranges

Aren’t you just

The apple of my eye

Crack a smile

Don’t wanna see you

Teary eyed

Poke her in the eye

Am I that type of guy?

Why ask why

You already know the answer

And hey

Hey hey hey

Fuck cancer

Don’t you think I’m handsome

Shooting my kids off

And now your momma

Got a grandson

The boy worth so much

I should be held for ransom

Shawty gotta

Big Ol’ Butt

Shawty gotta

Big Ol’ Butt

(That thang is tough)

Shawty gotta

Big Ol’ Butt

Shawty gotta

Big Ol’ Butt

(That Thang is tough)