HS87 - B.B.H. lyrics

Big booty ho

(I need that)

Big booty, big booty ho

(On my lap)

Big booty, big booty ho

Big booty, big booty ho

Big booty, big booty ho

(I need that)

Big booty, big booty ho

(On my lap)

Big booty, big booty ho

Big booty, big booty hoes

Hump with it

Keep it on the low, that's something you gotta know

If them two chicks had a name, it must be Duece and Piccolo

It must be too official, you used to gettin' your way with niggas you know

(In the booty club it's not, in the booty club it's [?], ohh lord)

I'm rippin' my tab, I'm yellin' it loud, that's how we get down

They breakin' it down, [?] they doin' up ground, got us shakin' it now

They know we around, just me and my [?], I be makin' my rounds

Get game from a stripper I know all about it

Stuck in the [?] they don't fit in no wallet

They mad at her, this fantastic, I'm mad happy, she poppin'

She poppin', hell yeah she poppin'

She kill her cheese before she leave, them bands ain't no for no college

For them dollas, how much you wanna bet that she givin' up knowledge

Drop it


She got ass, she got ass

I need that, on my lap

Run it quick, I might let you hold me stacks

And it go like that, you better know that stack


You ain't fast, never slow, bust it open for the realest clique you know

You ain't fast, never slow, bust it open for the realest clique you know

You ain't fast, never slow, bust it open for the realest clique you know

You ain't fast, never slow, bust it open


A fresh nigga just walked in, act like it, act like it, yeah yeah, act like it

A fresh nigga just walked in, act like it

It's time to relieve how stressed I am

I ain't gon' talk about how West I am

I ain't gon' talk about how fresh I am

Fuck am I kiddin' nigga, yes I am

Nigga that's the reason she shakin'

French tryin' to guess how much money I'm makin'

Tread on my back now she think I'm Jamaican

Whatever, whenever, just do it naked

White girls they love me

Step up in this thing like fuck it

Ain't worried about no budgets

Just throw as soon as you touch it

And whenever she shake it I smack it and laugh

Then leave hella drunk out the back of the cab

Higher, higher, dab after dab

And swipin' our cards on the crack of that ass


How you fit that in that denim?

I must say that I love lookin' from the outside but lord knows that I want to be in 'em

That ass is too fat to a personal tailor in London is right where you send 'em, huh

To get stitched and sew'd girl u winnin'

Commitin' adultry in my mind now I'm sinnin'

Hold up gimme a minute, start a nigga from the beginnin'

So I can say to the whole world I love big booty bitches

Animal cruelity how I do that kitten, I'm a grown ass man bitch who you kiddin'?

I'm screamin' out B Mac (B Mac)

Once we beat 'em they will never get a rematch

Throw me the cat, a nigga need that feedback

On my lap bitch, that's right where I need that


She got ass, she got ass

I need that, on my lap

Run it quick, I might let you hold me stacks

And it go like that, you better know that stack


You ain't fast, never slow, bust it open for the realest clique you know

You ain't fast, never slow, bust it open for the realest clique you know

You ain't fast, never slow, bust it open for the realest clique you know

You ain't fast, never slow, bust it open


Big booty ho

(I need that)

Big booty, big booty ho

(On my lap)

Big booty, big booty ho

Big booty, big booty ho

Big booty, big booty ho

(I need that)

Big booty, big booty ho

(On my lap)

Big booty, big booty ho

Big booty, big booty hoes

Hump with it


Small waist, ass fat

Look at you with the back tat

Let a real nigga tap that


Small waist, ass fat

Look at you with the back tat

Let a real nigga tap that






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