40 Inches Of Whooty

Everybody staring at me, pointing fingers at my back, saying where she get that booty

Then I turn around and look at them and tell them that I grew it

I drink water and eat cornbread, it's really nothing to it

All the black boys chase me, all the white boys scared to take me in

I don't give a damn if all the haters hate me 'cause my music is what pays me