Blame The Booty

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leslie Hall
Leslie Hall
Songwriter

Lyrics

Call me now, call me later, tell me if I really care If you think that you know me, then prove it If you were a tote bag full of beach toys I would take you to the mall and try to lose it Hop on my moped, we can go 30 miles per hour After that hour, give me roses, candies, chips, and flowers I know you've got a crush but what can I do? I prefer a little lovin' with my marinated tofu On my giant trampoline I go bounce, bounce You fall in love with every ounce, ounce On my giant trampoline I go bounce, bounce You fall in love with every ounce, ounce Holla if you hear me (holla, holla) Holla if you fear me (holla, holla) Don't (yeah) Don't blame me (yeah) Blame my booty (yeah) 'Cos it's such a cutie (yeah) Don't (yeah) Don't blame me (yeah) Blame my booty (yeah) 'Cos it's such a cutie (yeah) A case of corn-fed, unwed, drop-dead gorgeous Boot-a-licious booty breakin' yo' heart Hold up, hold up, please don't hate 'Cos I play with game and I tease 'em with bait (fo' sho') Me and you on a blanket for two You crack open a liter of Sahara Mist You speak of my beauty and how you're enchanted You promise me above-ground pools and every wish, how you'll grant it And every heartland honey just loves to please those corn-fed girls in the Wal-Mart jeans On my giant trampoline I go bounce, bounce You fall in love with every ounce, ounce On my giant trampoline I go bounce, bounce You fall in love with every ounce, ounce Holla if you hear me (holla, holla) Holla if you fear me (holla, holla) Don't (yeah) Don't blame me (yeah) Blame my booty (yeah) 'Cos it's such a cutie (yeah) Don't (yeah) Don't blame me (yeah) Blame my booty (yeah) 'Cos it's such a cutie (yeah) A case of corn-fed, unwed, drop-dead gorgeous Boot-a-licious booty breakin' yo' heart 'Cos if you're lookin' for a lady One that you can call your baby (holla) And if you're lookin' to spoil me Royally, oily, and totally (holla) I'm not playin' hard to get, nooo, I'm just hard to get My booty is guilty of boo-tay loveliness! (YES!) On my giant trampoline I go bounce, bounce You fall in love with every ounce, ounce On my giant trampoline I go bounce, bounce You fall in love with every ounce, ounce Holla if you hear me (holla, holla) Holla if you fear me (holla, holla) Don't (yeah) Don't blame me (yeah) Blame my booty (yeah) 'Cos it's such a cutie (yeah) Don't (yeah) Don't blame me (yeah) Blame my booty (yeah) 'Cos it's such a cutie (yeah) A case of corn-fed, unwed, drop-dead gorgeous Boot-a-licious booty breakin' yo' heart
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