Boink
Ay nothing up top but there's so much below
Got a baddie bubble booty that you ain't afraid to show
Throw it back baby girl you move those cheeks just like a pro
Ay boom boom yeah you got that cake I got the dough ay
Batter batter, batter batter swing ay
Something 'bout her, 'bout her flatters me ay
Lay down a pattern, I bet it make her sing ay
Fly to Saturn, then I'll buy her a couple of rings
Back to the topic at hand about where my hands' 'bout to go
Looking at your mosquito bites there ain't much there to grope
You can't shake them around and I can't motorboat
They don't hang down they just lay on the bone
Ay you can't blame me I'm just stating the facts man
You can't deny your chest's a little bit flat and
Sorry for offending I don't mean to attack 'cause
Girl you make up for it with that big juicy ass
B-b-baby I be tryna boink
But my parents are home so don't make too much noise
B-b-baby I be tryna boink
You can do how you want I don't mind the use of toys
B-b-baby if you wanna peg put it inside of me
Long as I return the favor baby I'm just tryna beat
Baby you are not my problem don't come crying to me
I just wanna smack the booty then get straight to sodomy
Ay we got a thick thick thickums
Double cheeked up man I think I'm gonna lick 'em
She 'boutta get a sudden intake like she got the hiccups
Everybody get on the ground this is a stickup
I'm just tryna get the fanny in the pack
Turn that girl around I'm 'boutta hit it from the back
She ain't got it all but she makes up what she lacks
Throw it back throw it down throw it up no epicac
Feeling like I'm Meek Mill 'cause I never lose
Your derriére's the bomb and I don't wanna defuse
I see all my options I don't even gotta choose
Take it out her pilot put it into her caboo-oose
Ooh baby let me see that holy hole
I'm sauced up more than a ravioli bowl
Throw it back so hard like you made a goalie goal
Big booty baddie that's your only role
B-b-baby I be tryna boink
But my parents are home so don't make too much noise
B-b-baby I be tryna boink
You can do how you want I don't mind the use of toys
B-b-baby if you wanna peg put it inside of me
Long as I return the favor baby I'm just tryna beat
Baby you are not my problem don't come crying to me
I just wanna smack the booty then get straight to sodomy
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-baby
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-baby
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-baby
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-baby
Got a baddie bubble booty that you ain't afraid to show
Throw it back baby girl you move those cheeks just like a pro
Ay boom boom yeah you got that cake I got the dough ay
Batter batter, batter batter swing ay
Something 'bout her, 'bout her flatters me ay
Lay down a pattern, I bet it make her sing ay
Fly to Saturn, then I'll buy her a couple of rings
Back to the topic at hand about where my hands' 'bout to go
Looking at your mosquito bites there ain't much there to grope
You can't shake them around and I can't motorboat
They don't hang down they just lay on the bone
Ay you can't blame me I'm just stating the facts man
You can't deny your chest's a little bit flat and
Sorry for offending I don't mean to attack 'cause
Girl you make up for it with that big juicy ass
B-b-baby I be tryna boink
But my parents are home so don't make too much noise
B-b-baby I be tryna boink
You can do how you want I don't mind the use of toys
B-b-baby if you wanna peg put it inside of me
Long as I return the favor baby I'm just tryna beat
Baby you are not my problem don't come crying to me
I just wanna smack the booty then get straight to sodomy
Ay we got a thick thick thickums
Double cheeked up man I think I'm gonna lick 'em
She 'boutta get a sudden intake like she got the hiccups
Everybody get on the ground this is a stickup
I'm just tryna get the fanny in the pack
Turn that girl around I'm 'boutta hit it from the back
She ain't got it all but she makes up what she lacks
Throw it back throw it down throw it up no epicac
Feeling like I'm Meek Mill 'cause I never lose
Your derriére's the bomb and I don't wanna defuse
I see all my options I don't even gotta choose
Take it out her pilot put it into her caboo-oose
Ooh baby let me see that holy hole
I'm sauced up more than a ravioli bowl
Throw it back so hard like you made a goalie goal
Big booty baddie that's your only role
B-b-baby I be tryna boink
But my parents are home so don't make too much noise
B-b-baby I be tryna boink
You can do how you want I don't mind the use of toys
B-b-baby if you wanna peg put it inside of me
Long as I return the favor baby I'm just tryna beat
Baby you are not my problem don't come crying to me
I just wanna smack the booty then get straight to sodomy
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-baby
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-baby
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-baby
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-baby
Credits
Writer(s): Treyton Ross
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