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Jun 11th, 2003 04:41 PM | |
GAsux |
Me too Why I can't be faithful.... "Big Ole Butt" I was at the mall, sippin' on a milkshake Playin' the wall, takin' a break Admirin' the girls with the bamboo earings Baby hair and bodies built to swing That's when I seen her Her name was Tina Grace and poise kinda like a ballerina I said, "How you doin', my name's Big L Don't ask me how I'm livin', 'cause, yo, I'm living swell But then again I'm livin' kind of foul 'Cause my girl don't know that I'm out on the prowl" To make a long story short, I got the digits Calls her on my car phone and paid her a visit I was spankin' her and thankin' her, chewin' her and doin' her Layin' like a king on sheets of satin That's what time it is, you know what's happenin' She had a big ole booty, I was doin' my duty I mean, yo, I admit that my girl's a cutie But Tina was erotic, Earl's my witness With the kind of legs that put stockings out of business When I went home, I kissed my girl on the cheek But in the back of my mind it was this big butt freak I sat my girl down, I couldn't hold it in And said to her with a devilish grin... TINA got a big ole butt I know I told you I'd be true But TINA got a big ole butt So I'm leavin' you TINA got a big ole butt I know I told you I'd be true But TINA got a big ole butt So I'm leavin' you I went to the high school about three o'clock To try to catch a cutie ridin' my jock My homeboy's jeep, the system blastin' Cold forty dogs, smilin' and laughin' Girls all over, the kind I adore I felt like a kid in a candy store That's when I seen her Her name was Brenda She had the kind of booty that I'd always remember I said to my man, "Stop the jeep" She's only senteen but, yo, don't sleep I kicked the bass like an NFL punter And scoped the booty like a big game hunter I said to the girl, "Yo, you look tired Let's go get some rest, relax by the fire" I put the big booty on a bearskin rug She gave me a kiss, I have her a hug I said to the girl, "them young boys ain't nothin' You want to get freaky, let me kiss your belly button" I circled it and teased it and made her squeal Grabbed a pack of bullets and pulled out the steel When I was through, I wiped the sweat from my eyes When to the kitchen and got some sweet potato pies Tina busted in my house while I was eatin' You know what I said Too bad you caught me cheatin', but... BRENDA got a big ole butt I know I told you I'd be true But BRENDA got a big ole butt So I'm leavin' you BRENDA got a big ole butt I know I told you I'd be true But BRENDA got a big ole butt So I'm leavin' you I went to Red Lobster for shrimp and steak Around the time whe the waitress are on their lunch break I pulled in the parkin' lot and parded my car Somebody shouted out, "I don't care who you are" I paid it no attention, I walked inside Because Brian had a nine and he was chillin' in the ride I walked in the place, everybody was lookin' And shrimp and steak wasn't the only thing cookin' I sat down to eat, ordered my food I said to the waitress, "I don't men to be rude But I'll take you on a platter" She said, "You got a girl," I said, "It don't matter You look like you're tastier than a pipin' hot pizza What's your name?" She said, "My tag says Lisa" I said, "O.K., you're smart and all that But when you get off work, yo, I'll be back" She looked at me and said, "Make yourself clear L, where we going?" I said, "Right here" She looked kind of puzzled, I said, "You'll see" I pulled up at ten on the D.O.T. When she walked out the door, I threw my tongue down her throat Pushed her back inside and pulled off her coat Laid her on the table and place my order And habe her a tip much bigger than a quarter On and on to the break 'a dawn All over the restaurant, word is born I heard somebody coughin', I checked my watch I couldn't believe it said nine o'clock I grabbed my pants, put on my Kangol Who did I see, Oh, yo, it was Brenda Yo, she worked at Red Lobster but I didn't remember LISA got a big ole butt I know I told you I'd be true But LISA got a big ole butt So I'm leavin' you See ya LISA got a big ole butt I know I told you I'd be true But LISA got a big ole butt So I'm leavin' you See ya |
Jun 11th, 2003 04:09 PM | |
mburbank |
Big Bottom, Big bottom talk about mud flaps My Gal's got 'em Big bottom, drive me outa my mind, How can I leave this behind? -Spinal Tap. |
Jun 11th, 2003 03:36 PM | |
Zosimus |
"Fat bottomed girls" by Queen Are you gonna take me home tonight ? Ah down beside that red firelight Are you gonna let it all hang out ? Fat bottomed girls You make the rockin' world go round Hey I was just a skinny lad Never knew no good from bad But I knew life before I left my nursery - huh Left alone with big fat Fanny She was such a naughty nanny Heap big woman you made a bad boy out of me Hey hey! Wooh I've been singing with my band Across the wire across the land I seen every blue eyed floozy on the way, hey But their beauty and their style Went kind of smooth after a while Take me to them dirty ladies everytime C'mon Oh won't you take me home tonight ? Oh down beside your red firelight Oh and you give it all you got Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round Hey listen here Now I got mortgages on homes I got stiffness in ma' bones Ain't no beauty Queens in this locality (I tell you) Oh but I still get my pleasure Still get my greatest treasure Heap big woman you gonna make a big man out of me Now get this Oh (I know) you gonna take me home tonight (please) Oh down beside that red firelight Are you gonna let it all hang out ? Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round yeah Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round Get on your bikes and ride Ooh yeah oh yeah them fat bottomed girls Fat bottomed girls Yeah yeah yeah Alright, ride 'em, c'mon Fat bottomed girls - yes yes |
Jun 11th, 2003 03:26 PM | |
FS |
word. ![]() |
Jun 11th, 2003 02:14 PM | |
Miss Modular |
My philosophy I like big butts and I can not lie You other brothers can't deny That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waste And a round thing in your face You get sprung, wanna pull up tough 'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed Deep in the jeans she's wearing I'm hooked and I can't stop staring Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha And take your picture My homeboys tried to warn me But with that butt you got makes Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin You say you wanna get in my Benz? Well, use me, use me 'Cause you ain't that average groupy I've seen them dancin' The hell with romancin' She's wet, wet, Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette I'm tired of magazines Sayin' flat butts are the thing Take the average black man and ask him that She gotta pack much back So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!) Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!) Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!) Shake that healthy butt! Baby got back! (LA face with Oakland booty) Baby got back! I like 'em round, and big And when I'm throwin' a gig I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an animal Now here's my scandal I wanna get you home And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh I ain't talkin' bout Playboy 'Cause silicone parts are made for toys I want 'em real thick and juicy So find that juicy double Mix-a-Lot's in trouble Beggin' for a piece of that bubble So I'm lookin' at rock videos Watchin' these bimbos walkin' like hoes You can have them bimbos I'll keep my women like Flo Jo A word to the thick soul sistas, I wanna get with ya I won't cuss or hit ya But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna *fuck* Til the break of dawn Baby got it goin' on A lot of simps won't like this song 'Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it And I'd rather stay and play 'Cause I'm long, and I'm strong And I'm down to get the friction on So, ladies! {Yeah!} Ladies! {Yeah} If you wanna role in my Mercedes {Yeah!} Then turn around! Stick it out! Even white boys got to shout Baby got back! Baby got back! Yeah, baby ... when it comes to females, Cosmo ain't got nothin' to do with my selection. 36-24-36? Ha ha, only if she's 5'3". So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda My anaconda don't want none Unless you've got buns, hon You can do side bends or sit-ups, But please don't lose that butt Some brothers wanna play that "hard" role And tell you that the butt ain't go So they toss it and leave it And I pull up quick to retrieve it So Cosmo says you're fat Well I ain't down with that! 'Cause your waste is small and your curves are kickin' And I'm thinkin' bout stickin' To the beanpole dames in the magazines: You ain't it, Miss Thing! Give me a sista, I can't resist her Red beans and rice didn't miss her Some knucklehead tried to dis 'Cause his girls are on my list He had game but he chose to hit 'em And I pull up quick to get wit 'em So ladies, if the butt is round, And you want a triple X throw down, Dial 1-900-MIXALOT And kick them nasty thoughts Baby got back! Little in the middle but she got much back Little in the middle but she got much back Little in the middle but she got much back Little in the middle but she got much back |