Lyrics Home Free – The Butts Remix

Oh my god Jimmy
Look at her butt
It’s so big!
Looks like a country boy’s girlfriend!

Hustlers shooting eight-ball
Throwing darts at the wall
Feeling damn near ten feet tall
Here she comes, Lord help us all
Old T.W.’s girlfriend done slapped him out of his chair
Poor old boy, it ain’t his fault
It’s so hard not to stare
At that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keeping perfect rhythm
Make you want to swing along
Got it going on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There ought to be a law
Get the sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how’s she even get them britches on
With that honky tonk badonkadonk

Patty cake, patty cake
With no hands
Got me in this club making wedding plans
If I take pictures while you do your dance
I can make you famous on Instagram
Hot damn it
Her booty like two planets
Go head, and go ham sandwich

Oh won’t you take me home tonight
Oh down beside that red fire light
Oh you gonna let it all hang out
Fat bottomed girls you make the rocking world go round
Fat bottomed girls you make the rocking world go round

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 waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, want to 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…
Baby got back!

(She had) dumps like a truck truck truck
Thighs like what what what
Baby move your butt butt butt
(Robby, sing it again!)
She had dumps like a truck truck truck
Thighs like what what what
All night long

Let me see that thong
(Baby, make your booty go
Baby, you know you wanna show)
That thong th-thong thong thong

Country girl, shake it for me girl
Shake it for me girl, shake it for me
Country girl, shake it for me girl
Shake it for me girl, shake it for me

With that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin’ perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin’ on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth
Donk donk donk donk donk
There ought to be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how’s she even get them britches on

(That honky tonk badonkadonk)
Fat bottom girls
Fat bottom girls
Fat bottom girls…
(Shake it for me girl)
Fat bottom girls!