Who Booty (Bay Area Remix)

[Hook: Jonn Hart] Slide in that thang, real deep game Bust it so good girl what's my name? Hit it from the back, headboard swag When I talk shit Shawty answer right back Got me yelling like who booty is it, who booty is it? Who booty, who booty, who booty is it? Who booty is it, who booty is it? Who booty, who booty, who booty is it? [Verse 1: Jonn Hart] She got a big booty so I call her big booty She got a big booty so I call her big booty She gon' let a nigga cut I just wanna, I just wanna get it from the front (?) swagging, got the girl stuck Quarterback style so I throw it in her gut Got her running back, cause she can’t get enough Baby she a freak, she said put it in her butt I’m too trill, how I beat it up I dive in like a Phelps (?) I’m back stroking in that thing I let my (?) [Hook] [Verse 2: E-40] (She know who booty it is, you feel me?) She like it on me, she know I’m a factor She like the way I talk, the way I spit my vernacular After first 3 words I knew that I had her Ever since then, I've been tapping her She want me to buy her things her man can't afford like Tom Ford Jeffrey Campbell boots and Helen Moore Plus that Paige denim, ragged (?) jeans How'd you get all that in 'em without busting out the seams? We make a good team, you know I move mean, manage I’m balling as fixture from the magazine Eating like a king, you can be my queen You make the crevice drop, I make the crevice cream [Hook] [Verse 3: Clyde Carson] Team player, when I call, you respond, baby Deep undercover, James Bond, baby Waitlist, single file, got a line, baby You say my name like it’s mine, but you ain’t my lady Secret lover can’t pass up Squeeze covers, bite the pillow, toot your ass up Got the type of cash that you can’t add up Young Ron O’Neal on his last run Say you love young Clyde when hit it from the back Go slow, cause you can’t take it all, too fat When we done roll an L and I hit you with a stack Who booty, you ain’t even gotta ask [Hook]