Lyrics Baby Got Back - Throwdown

Baby Got Back

I like big butts and I cannot lie
You other brothers can’t deny
When a girl walks in with an itty-bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung
Wanna 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
Oh baby, I wanna get with ya
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But that butt you got (Oh it make me so horny)
Ooh, rump that smooth skin
You wanna get in my Benz
Well use me use me 'cause you ain’t that average groupie
I’ve seen them dancing
The hell with romancing
She’s sweat, wet, got it going like a turbo vette
I’m tired of magazines
Saying flat butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So Fellas (Yeah)
Fellas (Yeah)
Your girlfriend got the butt?
(Hell yeah)
Well shake it, shake it, shake that healthy butt
Baby got back, y’all
Baby got back
Baby got back
I like’em round and big
And when I’m throwing a gig
I just can’t help myself
I’m acting like an animal
Now here’s my scandal
I wanna get you home
And uh, double up uh uh
I ain’t talking 'bout playboy
'Cause silicone parts were made for toys
I want’em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Babycake’s in trouble
Begging for a piece of that bubble
So I’m looking at rock videos
Watching these bimbos walking like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I’ll keep my women like Flo Jo
A word to the thick soul sisters
I wanna get with ya
I won’t cuss or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna (Ahh)
Till the break of dawn
Baby got it going on
A lot of pimps won’t like this song
'Cause them punks lie to hit it and quit it
But 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)
Do you wanna roll in my Mercedes?
(Yeah)
Then turn around
Stick it out
Even white boys got to shout
Baby got back y’all
Baby got back
Yeah baby
When it comes to females
Cosmo ain’t got nothing to do with my selection (Oh baby)
Thirty-six, twenty-four, thirty-six
Only if she’s five three
So your girlfriend throws a Honda
Playing 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 buns hun
You can do side bends or sit-ups, but please don’t lose that butt
Some brothers wanna play that hard role
And tell you that the butt 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 waste is small and your curves are kicking
And I’m thinking bout sticking
To the beanpole dames in the magazines
You ain’t it miss thing
Give me a sister I can’t resist her
Red beans and rice did miss her
Some knucklehead tried to diss
'Cause his girls were on my list
He had game but he chose to hit’em
And pulled up quick to get with’em
So ladies if the butt is round
And you wanna triple X throw down
Dial someone’s phone, now move that floor
Shake that dumpy ass
Baby got back, y’all
Baby got back
Baby got back
Little in the middle but she got much back
Little in the middle but she got much back
Upsweep face with an I E booty
Little in the middle but she got much back
Upsweep face with an I E booty
Little in the middle but she got much back
Little in the middle
Little in the middle
Little in the middle
Little in the middle
Baby got back
Upsweep face with an I E booty
What?
With an I E booty
Upsweep face with an I E booty
What?
With an I E booty
Upsweep face with an I E booty
What?
With an I E booty
Upsweep face with an I E booty
Yeah, baby got back
Uh, yeah baby
I E booty in the house
This is not, this is not (Motherfucker)
Bust some ass