We Are The Tay - Whole Lotta lyrics

[Hook: Cam] Whole lotta (bu*t) You got a whole lotta (bu*t) Whole lotta (bu*t) Ass ain't the word girl You got a whole lotta (bu*t) Whole lotta (bu*t), whole lotta (bu*t) Whole lotta (bu*t), whole lotta (bu*t) Girl shake that extra You gotta whole lotta (bu*t) Whole lotta (bu*t), whole lotta (bu*t) Whole lotta (bu*t), whole lotta (bu*t) Ass ain't the word girl You got a whole lotta (bu*t) [Verse 1: Rome] (Girl), booty hang time so dumb, throw ones at it Make these others girls grow one (Girl), make it clap like four guns Giant a** meat piece, "Fe-fi-fo-fum!" (Girl), now make them cheeks seperate Back me to the wall, make my Calvin Kleins levitate (Girl), speed it up, accelerate Booty give me peace and I think I need to meditate Emotionally mushy because it's soft and it's squishy I'm not a rookie at nookie, now let me grab on that tushy Just know the tushy, I grab it Now looky look, it's habit I eat the cookie like cabbage That booty heavy with baggage [Verse 2: Mike] Ah luv mi gal wit big batty, nuh uh dem uh fraud baby Two uh dem born uh foriegn, the other two from Yawd baby Sit down pon di ting and watch the likkle mon get hard baby If you ah guh charge meh, can I use my debit card baby? Call your body shnitzel the way it radda, radda Make me drop everything can't badda, badda, badda Uh, who give you dat? Blame your muddah and your faddah Girl you need to take some back Because you got a whole lotta, hey [Hook: Cam] Whole lotta (bu*t) You got a whole lotta (bu*t) Whole lotta (bu*t) Ass ain't the word girl You got a whole lotta Whole lotta (bu*t), whole lotta (bu*t) Whole lotta (bu*t), whole lotta (bu*t) Girl shake that extra You gotta whole lotta Whole lotta (bu*t), whole lotta (bu*t) Whole lotta (bu*t), whole lotta (bu*t) Ass ain't the word girl You got a whole lotta (bu*t) [Verse 3: Cam] Hold up, stop it—hold up, stop it, drop it For the world to see, just like a trending topic You got that jumping in jeans Hold your belly and squeeze Whole lotta booty, it be bustin' them seams You gotta follow that a** Spend that cash on that a** That should be ban from that traffic Cause you be causing a crash Yeah, I crashed the other day, my head was all in the dash But that's besides the point, I put that all in my past Back at the matter at hand Or should say matter at "bu*t" Shaped like a stallion, but I gotta say "bu*t" Stallion a male horse, that would make me gay Booty like a calendar, got booty for days Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday Thankful for that booty giving, just like its a holiday Where you going girl with that booty at this time of day? She said, "You not my man, don't be asking me" And I said, "O.K., bye..." [Hook: Cam] Whole lotta (bu*t) You got a whole lotta (bu*t) Whole lotta (bu*t) Ass ain't the word girl You got a whole lotta (bu*t) Whole lotta (bu*t), whole lotta (bu*t) Whole lotta (bu*t), whole lotta (bu*t) Girl shake that extra You gotta whole lotta (bu*t) Whole lotta (bu*t), whole lotta (bu*t) Whole lotta (bu*t), whole lotta (bu*t) Ass ain't the word girl You got a whole lotta (bu*t) [Verse 4: Chaz] Lil momma, lemme whisper in your ear Got something that you really want to hear Wanna tell, "You won booty of the year!" When it come to booty cheeks, baby you the top tier Like them girls that run them track meets Like them pretty faces and them fat cheeks In the winter time, it provides heat From the window to the wall, it'll make you skeet skeet Come sit in my lap, A.K.A. "the love seat" Bend on over, let me see that lunch meat I'm talking McDonalds, Burger King, Kentucky Fried meat If it's up to me, your booty be on top of Wall Street [Outro: Chaz] I said on top of, top of Wall Street Said, said on top of Wall Street I said on top of Wall Street On top, on top of Wall Street