Baby Got Back (In the Style of Glee)

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; middle, middle)
Baby got back (L.A. face with the Oakland booty; middle, middle)
Baby got back (L.A. face with the Oakland booty; middle, 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 'bout 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 looking 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; middle, middle)
Baby got back (L.A. face with the Oakland booty; middle, middle)
Baby got back (L.A. face with the Oakland booty; middle, 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 'bout 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
Dial "1-900-JONNYC," and
Kick them nasty thoughts

Baby got back (L.A. face with the Oakland booty; middle, middle)
Baby got back (L.A. face with the Oakland booty; middle, middle)
Baby got back (L.A. face with the Oakland booty; middle, middle)
Baby got back



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Writer(s): Anthony L. Ray
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