Tiny Butt
I used to feel insecure about my physical appearance
But then I suddenly realized
All I need to do
Is love myself
Damn, boy
Look at that butt
Look at it wiggle and look at it strut
You could go to prison for a booty like that
So criminally small and illicitly flat
Wearing chinos, leggings, jeans that you're clad in
Hot pants, jeggings, the pants of Aladdin
Tights, flares, trousers of satin
So many clothes for this butt to look bad in
Damn, that ass is tiny
Such a microscopic heiny
An inferior posterior
A seriously minuscule derriere
So come on, boy, tell me how you do it
I got a telescope and I'm looking right through it
But I still can't see it
You better start tellin' us
How your gluteus is so damn minimus
Just a skinny tall guy with a tiny butt
You can look, but you shouldn't touch
'Cause it's dangerously thin
So thin that if you touch it
You gonna walk away with a paper cut (OW!)
Damn, boy
Look at that butt
I'm shook when I'm lookin' at this booty paradox
'Cause the space that it's got ain't a hell of a lot
All I see is the space where the booty is not
I've seen a few asses that just won't quit
But your butt's in a state of permanent rest
And I've seen a few people with booty for days
But your booty's for 22 minutes at best
Damn, that ass is tiny
Such a microscopic heiny
An inferior posterior
A seriously minuscule derriere
So come on, boy, tell me how you do it
I got a telescope and I'm looking right through it
But I still can't see it
You better start tellin' us
How your gluteus is so damn minimus
But then I suddenly realized
All I need to do
Is love myself
Damn, boy
Look at that butt
Look at it wiggle and look at it strut
You could go to prison for a booty like that
So criminally small and illicitly flat
Wearing chinos, leggings, jeans that you're clad in
Hot pants, jeggings, the pants of Aladdin
Tights, flares, trousers of satin
So many clothes for this butt to look bad in
Damn, that ass is tiny
Such a microscopic heiny
An inferior posterior
A seriously minuscule derriere
So come on, boy, tell me how you do it
I got a telescope and I'm looking right through it
But I still can't see it
You better start tellin' us
How your gluteus is so damn minimus
Just a skinny tall guy with a tiny butt
You can look, but you shouldn't touch
'Cause it's dangerously thin
So thin that if you touch it
You gonna walk away with a paper cut (OW!)
Damn, boy
Look at that butt
I'm shook when I'm lookin' at this booty paradox
'Cause the space that it's got ain't a hell of a lot
All I see is the space where the booty is not
I've seen a few asses that just won't quit
But your butt's in a state of permanent rest
And I've seen a few people with booty for days
But your booty's for 22 minutes at best
Damn, that ass is tiny
Such a microscopic heiny
An inferior posterior
A seriously minuscule derriere
So come on, boy, tell me how you do it
I got a telescope and I'm looking right through it
But I still can't see it
You better start tellin' us
How your gluteus is so damn minimus
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Writer(s): Archie Hugh Henderson
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