Booty Call - Hugel
Lyrics by：Edwin A Smith
Composed by：Edwin A Smith
Produced by：Fast Eddie/HUGEL
Chillin' in the crib cold maxin'
Thinkin' 'bout a freak I was waxin'
Fat ol' booty man she got it goin' on
That's what made me wanna write this song
I'm tearin' up my crib pullin' a caper
Lookin' for a number on a piece of paper
Havin' visions of a big ol' bumper kit
Damn I gotta find them digits
But they're nowhere to be found
So I feel like bangin' my head on the ground
But like CeCe I'm gonna keep searchin'
Because I know I got your number for certain
So now I'm sittin' at home all alone all alone
Stare-starein' at my telephone
Aw hell nah
I think I got a booty call
I think I got a booty call
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Movin' on your feet can you feel the heat
Wakey to the crack of dawn and
I'm still yawnin'
Now it's time to get some booty early in the mornin'
That's how I like it
I got the fever the flavor is Judy
Time to do my duty
'Cause she got the monster booty truly
She is the one that gets the job done so I'm filin'
Lookin' for the number to be dialin'
'Cause the girl be gettin' buck wild and a freaky
Like that Rio the X-rated queen
Now Judy's down with the booty fiend
I'm the booty man takin' a booty stand
For all the booty fiends across the land
Called her but she's not at home
So I slammed on my telephone
Aw hell nah
I think I got a booty call
Booty booty
I think I got a
Booty booty
B-booty up
So now I'm sittin' at home all alone all alone
Just starin' at my telephone
Aw hell nah
I think I got a booty call
Booty booty
I think I got a
Booty booty
I think I got a
Booty booty
I think I got a
Booty booty
B-booty up