Oh, oh, oh my god

Becky, look at her butt



I like big

I like big

I like big butts and I cannot lie

Big butts and I cannot lie

Big butts and I cannot

Butts and I cannot

Butts, butts, butts, butts,

butts and I cannot lie

I like em round and big

I like em round and big

I like em round and big

I like em round and big



Big butts and I cannot lie

You other brothers 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 ya

And take your picture

My home boys tried to warn me

But that butt you got

Makes me so horny



Ooh, ooh, ooh, rump of smooth skin

You say you wanna get in my Benz

Use me, use me you aint that average groupy



I've seen her dancing

To hell with romancing

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 (hell yeah)

Tell them to shake it, (shake it), shake it, (shake it), shake that big old butt



Baby got back

(LA face with the Oakland booty)

Baby got back

(LA face with the Oakland booty)

(LA face with the Oakland booty)



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

Now here's my scandal



I wanna get you home

And UH, double up UH, UH

I aint talkin ab