Click Clack (Front N Back)

IMet him as a waiter at a restaurant
Hips swaying to a disco folk beat
I was like "hooh" can I get some sesame seeds
On the top of this fresh baked buns please
Now we headed off into the sunset
Just me and sweet chicks in the front seat
There's a lot [? ] boys know
How to get their butts free
(Put your seat belt on)

Thick at the top and all tight bottom
[?] but I don't mind if you're not
And when you wanna drop down
[?] buy me not
But in the meantime better get that
You got mah fever hot and I'm burnin' up
Did somebody pop it up but don't stop
Is that was working their perky butts
So and i know with the shake and perfect girlie curvature
When my turn to get a permit

[?] Firm that is firm enough

Boys get your booty low
I wanna see all of the boys
Get them booty low
And ladies I don't care
If you move your load too
Well I think it's only fair
That the boys get a go to get their booty low
Boys get your booty low
I wanna see all of the boys
Get them booty low
And ladies I don't care
If you move your load too
Well I think it's only fair

Met him on the jetty down at the seashore
Butt bumping all around in them speedos
I was like "Hi!" He was like " hi"
I was like "what you mean [?]"
Now we're riding on a tandem bike
Just get me some strong I can stand behind
Then I got him on a string, so his hams are mine
(Put your seat belt on)
Don't mind me I just wanna sight see
Eyes are on them tight chicks
Kinda like a ripe peach
And a Heinie, Roxanne, Rasiel, Jossa
If it's moving in an eye
Get the [?]
Call me the landlord
Tiring at the dancefloor
Whatcha got a bottom holding up your pants for
Coz he keeps my thoughts and
Cheatin [?]
On your jeans or cords or ya b-ball shorts

Boys get your booty low
I wanna see all of the boys
Get them booty low
And ladies I don't care
If you move your load too
Well I think it's only fair
That the boys get a go to get their booty low
Boys get your booty low
I wanna see all of the boys
Get them booty low
And ladies I don't care
If you move your load too
Well I think it's only fair

Talkin 'bout a kind of guy with the wit to trump me
And a nice big lumps sum up in them undies
Serves up that lunch when I'm hungry
Coz he knows that I love that rump meat
I see you dressed in a suit and your best pair of blue suede shoes
Got your groove on like Fred Astaire
That you'd be be better if you loosen your derriere
(Put your seatbelt on)
Men kid themselves thinking that I'm letting them hit on me
Coz I need to go to bed to get ahead in the industry
And let him get up to buy a drink and admire the symmetry
The guys and women that recon biceps son't stand the chance
Forget about the thighs and abs
Say "Whatcha want?", "Badonkadonk"!
"Whatcha want?", "Badonkadonk"!

Boys get your booty low
I wanna see all of the boys
Get them booty low
And ladies I don't care
If you move your load too
Well I think it's only fair
That the boys get a go to get their booty low
Boys get your booty low
I wanna see all of the boys
Get them booty low
And ladies I don't care
If you move your load too
Well I think it's only fair

"Whatcha want?", "Badonkadonk"!
"Whatcha want?", "Badonkadonk"!
"Whatcha want?", "Badonkadonk"!
"Whatcha want?"



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Writer(s): Jacob Turier, Sally Coleman, Erica Mallett
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