Hey Girl, I think you’re pretty but,
You’ve got an itty bitty bitty butt,
And it’s such a pity what-
was I thinkin’ when I fell for you?
You got no donk, goin’ through hell for you.
I lost my street cred, when the street said
you can’t toast buns if you ain’t got bread
I was like “but fellas, my shawty’s so fly”
but she can zip it so they said she's got no alibi.
Baby, I don’t know where to start.
I wish your butt would grow three sizes like the Grinch’s heart.
I wish that you would grow more inches and the inches are,
around your waist, I wouldn’t waste 'em but I’d pinch as hard.
I’m Caboosey Jones, I got a rep’ to own.
I need her Caboose, to cut loose and get grown.
Yeah! 'Cuz this is real.
I’m just searchin’ for somethin’ that I can feel singin’
I’m finally in love, it’s all I think of, but something’s not right.
I’m losing my mind, it’s her all the time
I can’t get behind, behind, that behind!
When I say butt, I don’t mean like however,
But your butt but into my life and it’s lifelike and I’ll never ever
forget the first time I saw you, I knew right then and there
that I had to draw you.
So there I was, with my canvas and my aisle
try to plan this appease all of the fans of pretty people.
I swear I tried to make your rump a bit bigger,
but now I’m just a chump- with a stick figure.
She’s got me goin’ up and down- roller coaster lovin'.
I wish that you put your buns back in the toaster oven.
You could warm the bench, hey coach we close to subbin’.
She’s got more P.T. than a cruiser and it’s really rubbin’
me the wrong way, in a strong way.
No comply, so I try the sing a song way. I’m just kiddin’ baby
look in my eyes and since we’re on the topic can we talk about your booby size?
I’m finally in love, it’s all I think of, but something’s not right.
I’m losing my mind, it’s her all the time
I can’t get behind, behind, that behind!
Aw man! I’m in love.
HOMIES:
(Aw man! I'm in love.)
CABOOSEY:
Aw dan! I'm in Luh!
HOMIES:
(Aw dan! I'm in Luh!)
CABOOSEY:
Ah flan! A flib flub!
HOMIES:
(Ah flan! A flib flub!)
CABOOSEY:
Flar Flee Flar Fruhtokies, Yeah!
HOMIES:
(???)
CABOOSEY:
Yeah!
My name's Caboosey y'all. Caboosey Jones.
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