Backside Blues Lyrics

Your booty, oh your booty

Is so big and wide, I can say I'm a fan

Cuz when I hold on, it don't fit in my hand

Your booty, oh your booty

I underestimated its giant mass

But all I can say is I love your big ass

I'm not much for butt stuff

But I'd happily slip in

I'd hold on tight and pray for my life

So let the butt loving begin

Your booty, oh your booty

I can't get it out of my heart or my head

If butt loving's wrong, then I wanna be dead

Your booty, god damn, your booty

When me and your butt become the best of friends

Then maybe a bunch of butt pics you will send

I'm not much for butt stuff

But I'd reconsider it

So maybe today will be the day

Because that ass doesn't quit

I'm not much for butt stuff

But I'd give it all I could

Cuz everyone knows that a butt's best friend

Is a dude's hard wood