Lyrics:

The sun's in the sky the wind's in my hair
And there's honeys in ugg boots everywhere
And they all got a yoga mat derriere
Don't like a big butt, like I'm barely there
I'm quite aware of the booties be shakin'
Strictly south beach bring on the bacon
My heart be achin' my joints point breakin'
You know I'm salivatin' like I'm makin' Steak-Umms What?!

Girlfriend, when will this date end your end's waitin' for me
I'm cool with casual datin', but your booty's callin' me

I feel real bad for smackin' that ass
But you've got me harder than hard to reach plaque
Now you're gonna need that backstage pass
Tap the booty juice sell it on the off ramp
Rollin' gorgeous hell of a vortex
Stand next to it kinda feel dwarfish
Don't mean to sound whiney like a bitch on a rag
But the booty's my maxi-pad

Girlfriend, when will this date end your end's waitin' for me
I'm cool with casual datin', but your booty's callin' me
x2

She had a booty so small it could fit in your hand
Booty so big Unicorn's like damn
Any kind of booty, any kind of can
Any brownie baker let me take her to the dance
Want to go back like the butt was the eighties
If we're making love don't even try to face me
Lady's so crazy naming all my baby's
One for each cheek or a bunch like the Bradys

Girlfriend, when will this date end your end's waitin' for me
I'm cool with casual datin', but your booty's callin' me
x2

I'm just a man with manly needs
I drink lots of beer and smoke lots of weed
Follow that ass like a bloodhound on speed, indeed
To the offended, I'm sorry that is how I feel
Every Achilles has a heal
And you got me more boney than Ally McBeal, for real

Booties for breakfast x8

Girlfriend, when will this date end your end's waitin' for me
I'm cool with casual datin', but your booty's callin' me
x2

Oh, oh, oh...
Oh-wuh-uh-uh-uh-oh-oh...
Oh, no... Here we go...
'One more time, everybody say...'
Oh, oh, oh...
Oh-wuh-uh-uh-uh-oh-oh...
Oh, no... Here we go...