by NIGHT THE AUTHOR
Its milk overflowing
my cup runneth over with all
that fat ass
keep it cumming Becky
Its something in your jeans
Or something in those Genes
That WHOOTy stays looking
at me..pillows..applebottoms
galore
I'm keeping it one-hundred
WHEN i say that WHOOTy flow
is real and ample
No disrespect to my sisters
But tonight I got to be
the HOUSE negro...
The massa's wife is calling
AND she got that WHOOTY
its not that I don't care
but that WHOOTY keeps
me warm. One.