Baby Got Booby Lyrics:

Oh my god
Becky, look at her boobs
They are so big
She looks like one of those rap guys’ girlfriends
Who understands those rap guys?
They only talk to her because she looks like a total prostitute (okay)
I mean her rack, it’s just so big
I can’t believe it’s so round, it’s like out there
I mean – gross
Look, she’s just so brack!

I like big boobs 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, wanna pull out your tough
‘Cause you notice these boobs are stuffed
Deep under her top she’s wearing
I’m hooked and I can’t stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get with you
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But these boobs you got makes me so horny
Ooh, Rump-o’-smooth-skin
You say you wanna get in my Benz?
Well, use me, use me
‘Cause you ain’t that average groupie
I’ve seen them dancin’
To hell with romancin’
She’s sweat, wet,
Got it goin’ like a turbo ‘Vette
I’m tired of magazines
Sayin’ flat boobs are the thing
Take the average man and ask him that
She gotta pack much rack
So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)
Has your girlfriend got the boobs? (Hell yeah!)
Tell ’em to shake them! (Shake them!) Shake them! (Shake them!)
Shake these healthy boobs!
Baby got boobs!

LA face with Oakland boobies
Baby got boobs!
LA face with Oakland boobies

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’m talkin’ bout Playboy
‘Cause silicone parts are made for joy!
I want ’em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Without big tits my world’s in trouble
Beggin’ for a piece of that bubble
So I’m lookin’ at rock videos
Knock-kneeded bimbos walkin’ like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I’m addicted to Gianna Michaels and Leanne Crow
A word to all slim and stacked sisters, I wanna get with ya
I won’t cuss or hit ya But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna *fuck*
Till 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 roll in my Mercedes {Yeah!}
Don’t turn around! Just pull’em out!
And even flat chicks got to shout
Baby got boobs!

Baby got boobs!
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 boobs, hun
You can do side bends or sit-ups,
But please don’t lose those boobs
Some brothers wanna play that “hard” role
And tell you that these boobs ain’t gold
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 waist 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 busty sister, I can’t resist her
Red beans and rice didn’t miss her
Some knucklehead tried to dis
‘Cause big tits are on my list
He had game but he chose to hit ’em
And I pull up quick to get wit ’em

So fellas, if you like and this song
you can find more busty babes

Baby got boobs!