All That Ass

Come on babe, I'm about to put it down
And all that ass
Go ahead and lock the door, you're about to work it out
And all that ass
Won't you lead me to your whoopee spot?
Oh it don't make no sense all of that ass you got
'Cause I done called it too that you see booty flu
With all that ass

Oh baby all that ass

(Whip whip)
Whip your hair in those stiletto heels
And all that ass
I'm about to dress you up in hundred dollar bills
And all that ass
Driving me crazy baby don't you pump the brakes
You better call the cops, I'm about to steal the cakes
On all the evidence they got my fingerprints
On all that ass

Oh baby all that ass

Yo, yo, you so badonk-a-donk-a-licious
That booty's so ridiculous
Make it clap, clap, while I tap, tap
Then snap a couple pictures
Oh-oh Toddy in trouble
I think my heart done got all lost up in the bubble
Yup, yup, baby can you make that fatty jiggle
Turn around and make that wagon wiggle
Slipping funs all in the buns
Y'all about to make old Toddy giggle
Hee hee hee
Make it dirty, I make it rain green
Thirty under thirty, Forbes magazine
Come to the back of my car c-car-car
Baby voulez-vous coucher avec moi m-moi-moi
That booty is a beast and I like the way your back arcs
If you want a piece, it ain't even got no stretch marks

No stretch marks, no stretch marks
If you want a piece, it ain't even got no stretch marks
No stretch marks, no stretch marks
If you want a piece, it ain't even got no stretch marks

Come on baby, won't you grind on me?
And all that ass
I'll use my telephone and call a friend or three
And all that ass
Come on baby what you waiting for?
Make it clap, clap, tap, like they ain't [?]
But baby twerk it hard, hope you take debit cards
For all that ass
Oh baby, all that ass
Baby, all that ass

No stretch marks, no stretch marks
If you want a piece, it ain't even got no stretch marks