That's not jus the caboose...

A toast to the booty!!!

Theme From The Black Hole
Pariliament - George Clinton - Bootsy Collins

A toast to the booty
Feel that, do that
For how else can you capture a boogie
If you don't attack from the back
To the rear, march!

My name is the one
Some people call me the funk
Here's a toast to the boogie!
Said my name is the one
Some people call me the funk, oh!
I'll toast to that!
And when I find a vacant booty
I move right in on the rump, ooh!
I'm like a camel
Humpin' to please
I'm up to my hump in funk, yeah
Here's a toast to the boogie!

I've got jam in my knee
And I'm ready to spread
All around the world for the funk
I'll toast to that!
We don't cut in
We just butt in
So baby, may I have this dance?

Here's a toast to the boogie!
We'll dance to that
Bottoms up!

I'll toast to that (x2)
Bottoms up!

Ahhhh
Here's a toast to the boogie
We'll funk to that, bottoms up
(x2)

Oww, my name is the one
Some people call me the funk
Here's a toast to the boogie
Said my name is the one
Some people call me the funk
I'll toast to that
And when I find a vacant booty
I move right in on the rump (move in on the rump)
I'm like a camel
Double-humpin' to please
I am up to my hump in my funk
Here's a toast to the boogie
I've got jam in my knees
And I'm ready to spread
All around the world for the funk (x2)

I am Sir Nose
D'Voidoffunk (double-humpin' to please)
And I will never dance (ahhhhhhhhh)
Prepare to meet your end, Starchild
For a tail is nothing but a long booty
And this is a tale that I win in the end
And I have pinned the tail on the funky
And you shall dwell in the maze of the mule forever, Starchild
Oh, mule-mo, oh duckypuss, Starchild!
Ahh, hahahaha
Humdrum, tweedle-dee-dee dum, Starchild!
And I have made a jackass out of the funk, hahahahaha
Oh, mule-mo, oh duckypuss
I, Sir Nose D'Voidoffunk
Shall never dance!
Ah hahahahaha
Yo ho, yourself, Starchild
Where's your Flash Light?
Where's your Bop Gun?
Where's the Doctor, Starchild?
Better tell him to come and make me a house call, Starchild!
Haa!
Oh, mule-mo, oh duckypuss
 
ducky-puss?


what are you trying to say, sexman?
 
I wanna kiss her but
she won't let me.
I wanna whisper sweet nothings
in herear
I want feel her behind
closed doors and more
I wanna kiss her but
she won't let me!

Novelty tunes. Reminds me of novelty tunes.
 
Big Ole Butt -LL Cool J

I was at the mall, sippin' on a milkshake
Playin' the wall, takin' a break
Admirin' the girls with the bamboo earings
Baby hair and bodies built to swing
That's when I seen her
Her name was Tina
Grace and poise kinda like a ballerina
I said, "How you doin', my name's Big L
Don't ask me how I'm livin', 'cause, yo, I'm living swell
But then again I'm livin' kind of foul
'Cause my girl don't know that I'm out on the prowl"
To make a long story short, I got the digits
Calls her on my car phone and paid her a visit
I was spankin' her and thankin' her, chewin' her and doin' her
Layin' like a king on sheets of satin
That's what time it is, you know what's happenin'
She had a big ole booty, I was doin' my duty
I mean, yo, I admit that my girl's a cutie
But Tina was erotic, Earl's my witness
With the kind of legs that put stockings out of business
When I went home, I kissed my girl on the cheek
But in the back of my mind it was this big butt freak
I sat my girl down, I couldn't hold it in
And said to her with a devilish grin...

TINA got a big ole butt
I know I told you I'd be true
But TINA got a big ole butt
So I'm leavin' you
TINA got a big ole butt
I know I told you I'd be true
But TINA got a big ole butt
So I'm leavin' you

I went to the high school about three o'clock
To try to catch a cutie ridin' my jock
My homeboy's jeep, the system blastin'
Cold forty dogs, smilin' and laughin'
Girls all over, the kind I adore
I felt like a kid in a candy store
That's when I seen her
Her name was Brenda
She had the kind of booty that I'd always remember
I said to my man, "Stop the jeep"
She's only senteen but, yo, don't sleep
I kicked the bass like an NFL punter
And scoped the booty like a big game hunter
I said to the girl, "Yo, you look tired
Let's go get some rest, relax by the fire"
I put the big booty on a bearskin rug
She gave me a kiss, I have her a hug
I said to the girl, "them young boys ain't nothin'
You want to get freaky, let me kiss your belly button"
I circled it and teased it and made her squeal
Grabbed a pack of bullets and pulled out the steel
When I was through, I wiped the sweat from my eyes
When to the kitchen and got some sweet potato pies
Tina busted in my house while I was eatin'
You know what I said
Too bad you caught me cheatin', but...

BRENDA got a big ole butt
I know I told you I'd be true
But BRENDA got a big ole butt
So I'm leavin' you
BRENDA got a big ole butt
I know I told you I'd be true
But BRENDA got a big ole butt
So I'm leavin' you

I went to Red Lobster for shrimp and steak
Around the time whe the waitress are on their lunch break
I pulled in the parkin' lot and parded my car
Somebody shouted out, "I don't care who you are"
I paid it no attention, I walked inside
Because Brian had a nine and he was chillin' in the ride
I walked in the place, everybody was lookin'
And shrimp and steak wasn't the only thing cookin'
I sat down to eat, ordered my food
I said to the waitress, "I don't men to be rude
But I'll take you on a platter"
She said, "You got a girl," I said, "It don't matter
You look like you're tastier than a pipin' hot pizza
What's your name?" She said, "My tag says Lisa"
I said, "O.K., you're smart and all that
But when you get off work, yo, I'll be back"
She looked at me and said, "Make yourself clear
L, where we going?" I said, "Right here"
She looked kind of puzzled, I said, "You'll see"
I pulled up at ten on the D.O.T.
When she walked out the door, I threw my tongue down her throat
Pushed her back inside and pulled off her coat
Laid her on the table and place my order
And habe her a tip much bigger than a quarter
On and on to the break 'a dawn
All over the restaurant, word is born
I heard somebody coughin', I checked my watch
I couldn't believe it said nine o'clock
I grabbed my pants, put on my Kangol
Who did I see, Oh, yo, it was Brenda
Yo, she worked at Red Lobster but I didn't remember

LISA got a big ole butt
I know I told you I'd be true
But LISA got a big ole butt
So I'm leavin' you
See ya
LISA got a big ole butt
I know I told you I'd be true
But LISA got a big ole butt
So I'm leavin' you
See ya
 
Cómo amo culos grandes? Déjeme contar las maneras.

I'll take either of these, please ...

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In Brazil they'd be Popozudas!!!
 
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Kelly, can you handle this?
Michelle, can you handle this?
Beyoncé, can you handle this?
I don't think they can handle this!

Barely move, we've arrived
Lookin sexy, lookin fly
Baddest chick, chick inside
DJ, jam tonight
Spotted me a tender thang
There you are, come on baby
Don't you wanna dance with me
Can you handle, handle me

You gotta do much better if you gone dance with me tonight
You gotta work your jelly if you gone dance with me tonight
Read my lips carefully if you like what you see
Move, groove, prove you can hang with me
By the looks I got you shook up and scared of me
Hook up your seatbelt, it's time for takeoff

I don't think you ready for this jelly
I don't think you ready for this jelly
I don't think you ready for this
Cause my body too bootylicious for ya babe

I don't think you ready for this jelly
I don't think you ready for this jelly
I don't think you ready for this
Cause my body too bootylicious for ya babe

Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
I don't think you can handle this!

I'm about to break you off
H-town goin hard
Lead my hips, slap my thighs
Swing my hair, square my eyes
Lookin hot, smellin good
Groovin like I'm from the hood
Look over my shoulder, I blow you a kiss
Can you handle, handle this

I don't think you ready for this jelly
I don't think you ready for this jelly
I don't think you ready for this
Cause my body too bootylicious for ya babe

I don't think you ready for this jelly
I don't think you ready for this jelly
I don't think you ready for this
Cause my body too bootylicious for ya babe

Move your body up and down (whoo!)
Make your booty touch the ground (whoo!)
I can't help but wonder why (whoo!)
Is my vibe too vibealacious for you, babe

I shake my jelly at every chance
When I whip with my hips you slip into a trance
I'm hoping you can handle all this jelly that I have
Now let's cut a rug while we scat some jazz

[Scatting]

I don't think you ready for this jelly
I don't think you ready for this jelly
I don't think you ready for this
Cause my body too bootylicious for ya babe
 
Dammm, back that thang up!

Oh My God, look at her butt...it is so big. She looks like...one o' dem rap guy's girlfriends...
 
Oh ... my ... god. Becky, look at her butt.
It is so big. *scoff* She looks like,
one of those rap guys' girlfriends.
But, y'know, who understands those rap guys? *scoff*
They only talk to her, because,
she looks like a total prostitute, 'kay?
I mean, her butt, is just so big. *scoff*
I can't believe it's just so round, it's like,
out there, I mean - gross. Look!
She's just so ... black!

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Shake Twerk Wobble Bounce Swing

Master P - Twerk That Thang

[Master P]
Shake it from the south from the north to the east
Twerk it to the west from the club to the street

[Chorus]
Shake that thang, twerk that thang wobble that thang,
let it bounce, let it swing
Shake what your mama gave ya, you look good dats why they hate ya

[Verse 1]
Your probally mixed with coyotes the way that ass be shaking
Put tht hump in your back and you and your girl trade places
Then drop it like it's hot,shake it till they pop
in the back of the club from the bottom to the top
I've been fiending a little but see I'm ready for that
Bend over touchyour toes let that minkie out that dress
No panties, no thong I might take you home
We could do right,or we could do wrong
Where the thug girls at,you might get down
We gotta couple, a lotta we might throw 'em up around
Cuz them girls be actin bad,on the dance floor shakin ass
In the club whodie getting in cash
ballin them gouches in No Limit bags

Shake that thang, twerk that thang wobble that thang,
let it bounce, let it swing
Shake what your mama gave ya, you look good dats why they hate ya

Shake that thang, twerk that thang wobble that thang,
let it bounce, let it swing
Shake what your mama gave ya, you look good dats why they hate ya

[Verse 2: Master P]
Bodies on chrome,tattoos on my arm
My boonopolisat the tele, my babooski at home
I'm bout to act a donkie
I like choclate like brown, but a trompak
Wit curves like a coke bottle
I mean thick like a stallion, but pretty like a super model
Make the waiter drop the drinks
Make a cripple old man take ruffle to the bank
She'll shake it in the morning, shake it in the evening
I don't play Georgia if she can play wheezing
Ride it like a bike, twerk it all night
Grab the wall from the left to the right

Shake that thang, twerk that thang wobble that thang,
let it bounce, let it swing
Shake what your mama gave ya, you look good dats why they hate ya

Shake that thang, twerk that thang wobble that thang,
let it bounce, let it swing
Shake what your mama gave ya, you look good dats why they hate ya

[Master P talking]
I dont care what they say
You been up in the club getting ur paper forever
You look good babooski and the way that thing shaking,
you look like a country stallion, YA HEARD ME
Two balls in your back pocket,
you could bounce that thing all the way to the top
HOLD UP WAIT A MINUTE THEM NO LIMT BOYZ WE BACK UP IN IT

Shake that thang, twerk that thang wobble that thang,
let it bounce, let it swing
Shake what your mama gave ya, you look good dats why they hate ya

Shake that thang, twerk that thang wobble that thang,
let it bounce, let it swing
Shake what your mama gave ya, you look good dats why they hate ya
 
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Queen: Fat Bottom Girls

Are you gonna take me home tonight
Ah down beside that red firelight
Are you gonna let it all hang out
Fat bottomed girls
You make the rockin' world go round


Hey I was just a skinny lad
Never knew no good from bad
But I knew life before I left my nursery
Left alone with big fat Fanny
She was such a naughty nanny
Heap big woman you made a bad boy out of me
Hey hey!


I've been singing with my band
Across the wire across the land
I seen ev'ry blue eyed floozy on the way
But their beauty and their style
Went kind of smooth after a while
Take me to them dirty ladies every time


Oh won't you take me home tonight?
Oh down beside your red firelight
Oh and you give it all you got
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round


Hey listen here
Now your mortgages and homes
I got stiffness in the bones
Ain't no beauty queens in this locality (I tell you)
Oh but I still get my pleasure
Still got my greatest treasure
Heap big woman you gonna make a big man out of me
Now get this


Oh you gonna take me home tonight (please)
Oh down beside your red firelight
Oh you gonna let it all hang out
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
Get on your bikes and ride


Oooh yeah them fat bottomed girls
Fat bottomed girls
Yeah yeah yeah
Fat bottomed girls
Yes yes
 
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