Juvenile Booty Lyrics


Booty by Juvenile

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You gon' have to get with me anyway, ain't nobody touchin' that spot And I'll be the nigga that'll cool yah down, you be meltin', chick you're too hot Excuse me for being disrespectful, can't help the shit cause I'm rhyming You prolly one of them people down with that selfish shit, but I'm not I love women, I'm here for 'em, I cut for 'em, they been knowin' I spend on 'em, I sin for 'em, pay light, gas, and rent for 'em I talk to 'em, I mentor 'em, they talk crazy, I ignore 'em I [?], I sleep with 'em, I live for 'em I ain't ever like pancakes, she can't back it up when it's flat If your breath's stinkin', don't conversate, you better cover your mouth and get back These hoes party 'til sunrise and this club is closin' up early I was told they got ass in here, so I came in here to get service

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Got everything in my Maybach, the only thing I need is an oven I don't know what you sippin' on, but my Sprite cost 4 hunna South side until I die, I cannot lie, identify My name tag between her thighs, she got an onion booty, I'm finna cry Eat french fries with my French ho, make a ho dip like french toast And you know I keep that D. Wade, so I got a mothafuckin' heat close POW! RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR AHH! POW POW! Nigga, lay it down Ass so motherfuckin' fat, ain't no way around Her ass so motherfuckin' fat, ain't no way around Her ass so motherfuckin' fat, ain't no way around it G5 watch me switch the climate, money tall, you gotta climb it Then I do my dance behind it, put both of my hands around it

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Photos You got too much ass for a toilet seat and I'm wonderin' how you gon' shit That booty poppin' like choppers, one of my homies almost got hit Where you been, you been hidin' out, I been lookin' for yah, can't find yah I'm tryna put a new team together like Beyoncé and Rihanna With big titties and big ass, she been pretty, she been bad She got money, she pop tags, she not dumb and she not trash I just saw her, she slip fast, she turn necks like whiplash Got real hair and got real ass and she exercise it like gym class Niggas like to play games and shit, but see, me, I take the bitch from 'em I'ma find a spot in her heart soon as I drive the dick in her stomach I'm glad the club ain't a sausage festival, cause if it was, I'd have to leave early I heard the booty was up in here, so I came in here for one purpose

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