Sac Lunch - Booty Music
Yo Sac Lunch twats and the A pex
Alexander the Great
The music that put mute in new Havavna
It's aiming like a large batch on you
So why would I be mad at you yeah
And little lieutenant got more on the drunk
The music that put mute in new horizon
My girls are all cutting on the lungs
So move your body to me
It's my son on the N Y C
It's white songs on the N Y C
We drop the fat thumbs it scrumbs it like hot stuffing
On the track you're hunting
You're hunting just got nothing
A rap without any imaginery militants still packed
Intelligent facts move with intelligence
You and the cats and back up the woods make it shuffling
Struggling and keep for the moves that were getting in
Well it's all getting good
Our mission's to covered the studious
If only two or third puked to the beauty yes
Raps instructed the rooms and moving to who he is
Maximus plus your momma arm to who he is
Back and forth provoke just like raptors
Those who don't participate the winner black boards
The sack is spitting attack to tagle the work force
Beating up while we go in and apart doors
And got no times for these black hoers
That's bored
It's all my fast forwards that's for yo
The music that put mute in new Havavna
The music that put mute in new horizon
So move your body to me
'Cause this is my booty music ah yeah yeah
Uh yeah
My my my my
My my my my
When you ask if she loves you
Well does she loves herself
Not to keep it in mind just to find somebody else
You created looks
Only if your eye's could see
That underline messages can't come visually
Now she is as ugly as you think she is
Why all these fine a*s girls all got no self esteem
It's like the fackles
Got the practice from my making of the team
Popular clicks on accept the skills that were invaded
Along with the chanded mirrors
Illusions mocked the bear
But I don't have a fear
'Cause I know she really cares
If she loves another other
Then I'll see if I can baer
The way I'm dreamed to jealouse
And she knows to make me stare
It's fortunate I trust this chick or else I wouldn't be
The other side of has and holds it can't and contains me
I ain't the half and it ain't the whole
And you gotta see that true else
I'm walking around and believeing that my other side was you
Move your body to me
'Cause this is my booty music
Move your body to me
'Cause this is my booty music of me
It's the B double O T Y music
It's the B double O T Y music
It's the B double O T Y music
It's the B double O
This is booty music trust weighing in your arms to it
Do what you listen and there is too much distant
And they say that there is two to too much of listening
And there is too much of that
And the skiing sky is the limit
And there is too much of extradditions
Two little room for the two of us to co exist
So this planets got too much distant in it
And it's not enough distant in clocks
Spinning this is the mask
We ain't giving up
Filling the blanks that's living with us
This is real world rap gotta live it with 'cross
And it may not be old enough
'Cause we nipping in 'em and on that
We still growing up
And we get up in the club yeah
Going up on stage and they get up in the rush
Fleeing it from the speaking as they gave up on the d**gs
Man when you're ripping mic as the get on the bus
We got the treet waiting like we're catching the bus
Move your body to me
'Cause this is my booty music
Come on and move it
'Cause this is my booty music of me