Baby Got Back (From "The Wolf of Wall Street")

Oh, my, God, Becky, look at her butt, it is so big
She looks like one of those rap guys' girlfriends
Who understands those rap guys?
They only talk to her,
Because she looks like a total prostitute, okay?
I mean, her butt, it's just so big
Ugh, I can't believe it's just so round
It's like out there
I mean, ugh, gross
Look, she's just so black

I like big butts and I cannot lie
You other brother can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face, you get sprung
Wanna pull up tough, 'cause, you notice that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring

Oh, baby, I wanna get with you
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But that butt you got makes (me so horny)
Oh, Rump-o'-smooth skin
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 tell with romancing
She's wet, 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, fella (yeah, yeah)
Has your girlfriend got the butt (hell yeah)
Tell them to shake it, shake it (shake it, shake it)
Shake that healthy butt
Baby, got back (L.A. face with a Oakland booty)
Baby, got back

I like them round and big
And when I'm throwing a gig
I just can't help myself, I'm acting like an animal
Now here's my scandal
I wanna get you home
And ugh, double up, ugh, ugh
I ain't talking about Playboy
'Cause, silicone parts are made for boys

I want them real thick and juicy
So find me that juicy double
Mix-a-Lot's in trouble
Begging for a piece of that bubble
So I'm looking at rock video
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 you
But I gotta be straight 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 to the friction on

So ladies, ladies (yeah, yeah)
If you wanna roll in my Mercedes (yeah)
Then turn around, stick it out
Even white boys got to shout
Baby, got back
Baby, got back

Yeah, baby, when it comes to females
Cosmos ain't got nothing to do with my selection
36-24-36?
Ha, ha, only 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've got buns, hun
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 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 about 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 close to hit them
And I pull up quick to get with them

So ladies, if the butt is round
And you want a triple X throwdown
Dial 1-900-MIX-A-LOT
And kick them nasty thoughts
Baby, got back
Baby, got back
Little in the middle, but she got much back



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Writer(s): Anthony L. Ray
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