Dukey Love (feat. Trick Daddy & Fabo of D4L)

That's what I call a ass so fat
I wonder if your momma gave you that (You got that)
Shawty got a walk so mean
Baby let me get in them jeans (You got that)
I love the way you make that thang clap
Boy I gotta get me some of that (You got that)
I love that, I love that
I love that, you love that
Love, love, love

Let's go to the bar, it's all on me
A, B, C, D, mommy on E
F, G, H, I got that weed
J, K, L, M, N, O, P
Mommy bout my money, I'm M.O.B
Back of the car read 550
Damn this thang thick like it's 5'15
How these boys they dirty but they Chevy ride clean
Double that money cause they triple that beam
Head full of dreads, mouth full of bling
Mommy in the cut, yeah she look like she fuck
But mommy over there, she look like she scared
I'm with it, plus mommy ass fat
The type you can pass a credit card down her crack
I'm with it, and that's a fact
Down south we call that a certified certified

That's what I call a ass so fat
I wonder if your momma gave you that (You got that)
Shawty got a walk so mean
Baby let me get in them jeans (You got that)
I love the way you make that thang clap
Boy I gotta get me some of that (You got that)
I love that, I love that
I love that, you love that
Love, love, love

How you become my turn, go sideways
I'm a wreck and a dookie is the highway
I swear to God it keep starin' at my face
Pitbull look she walkin' my way
Oh my God, stay calm, move slow, don't breathe
Look at her, she got a dookie, it's in 3D
She need me extra, extra, dookie love
That's a bowling ball, shotgun, look at you girl
When I came in the club, you posed, I froze
I was geeked up and me and your dookie we got close
You was talkin', excuse my mind, I smoke dope
But my eyes kept goin' down low
Take me, I know you like the armor fatigue
Camouflage the dookie, jungle grind on me
I was blind but now I'm fine you see
Get naked you can shine on me with your dookie love

That's what I call a ass so fat
I wonder if your momma gave you that (You got that)
Shawty got a walk so mean
Baby let me get in them jeans (You got that)
I love the way you make that thang clap
Boy I gotta get me some of that (You got that)
I love that, I love that
I love that, you love that
Love, love, love

She got ass like bing bing
Every time she walk past it's like bing bing
All the boys call her butter face
Cause she's so damn fine but so god damn ugly
She can roll, come on baby let's go
You cute hoes, you ain't gon' keep it G-code
You ain't nothin' but some antirac-ic nasty
Low class groupie hoes with flat asses
I like them hijacked, a little smaller than buffy the body
Yes bitch, I like 'em like that
I got a thang for them boy shorts
I like 'em tall, thick and fine with a big butt
I like 'em with an arch in they back
Now look back, slow roll, gigolo jiggle that
How low can you go with it?
Now steal the show baby, low to the floor with it

That's what I call a ass so fat
I wonder if your momma gave you that (You got that)
Shawty got a walk so mean
Baby let me get in them jeans (You got that)
I love the way you make that thang clap
Boy I gotta get me some of that (You got that)
I love that, I love that
I love that, you love that
Love, love, love