Got clothes, never gonna fold
Only eat pizza like I'm 10 years old
Others freeze up like they got polio while I
Made this on the road with my MacBook Pro
Oomph, I'm the bestest at rap
Nobody ever gonna make yo booty clap
Except me 'cause I got all the top stats
Better buckle in 'cause I'm about to snap back
Snap b b b b back all the way
If you wanna have fun do exactly as I say
Drop to the floor, no hesitation
Lift yourself up, no legs: levitation
Put yourself on the ceiling like an exorcism
Step 2: It's a simple fundamentalism
Take two slices of whole wheat bread
Put 'em on your cheeks with a butter bread spread
Shawty dancing on the floor
Like nobody seen before
Party people wanting more
Gordon Ramsey can't ignore
Busting down with the bread
Get to party peoples' head
Like the homeless getting fed
Sandwich got me dropping dead
Shawty dancing on the floor
Like nobody seen before
Party people wanting more
Gordon Ramsey can't ignore
Busting down with the bread
Get to party peoples' head
Like the homeless getting fed
Sandwich got me dropping dead
The party slows down, people start to rest
Don't worry this is part of the test
Oh uh, why isn't anybody dancing
Okay I gotta step in
Alright, there's no time for a break
Don't stop until the ground starts to shake
If the bread falls off then put it back on because
I didn't bring extras so we have to work with what we got here guys
Everybody starts to dance
Put my booty in a trance
It'll get you with a glance
Like some ant's got in your pants
Everybody's hot and heavy
The club gets a little smelly
Bread soaking up the sweaty
But we all still goin' steady
Shawty dancing on the floor
Like nobody seen before
Party people wanting more
Gordon Ramsey can't ignore
Busting down with the bread
Get to party peoples' head
Like the homeless getting fed
Sandwich got me dropping dead
(You got a booty sandwich)
You gotta booty sandwich
(You got a booty sandwich)
With an organic spread
(With an organic spread)
Just don't sit down
(Just don't sit down)
Or you'll squish the bread
(The bread, the bread, the bread, the bread, the bread, the bread)
Dude I don't even like sandwiches
Devin Conaway - Booty Sandwich Lyrics
Devin Conaway - Booty Sandwich Lyrics
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Got clothes, never gonna fold
Only eat pizza like I'm 10 years old
Others freeze up like they got polio while I
Made this on the road with my MacBook Pro
Oomph, I'm the bestest at rap
Nobody ever gonna make yo booty clap
Except me 'cause I got all the top stats
Better buckle in 'cause I'm about to snap back
Snap b b b b back all the way
If you wanna have fun do exactly as I say
Drop to the floor, no hesitation
Lift yourself up, no legs: levitation
Put yourself on the ceiling like an exorcism
Step 2: It's a simple fundamentalism
Take two slices of whole wheat bread
Put 'em on your cheeks with a butter bread spread
Shawty dancing on the floor
Like nobody seen before
Party people wanting more
Gordon Ramsey can't ignore
Busting down with the bread
Get to party peoples' head
Like the homeless getting fed
Sandwich got me dropping dead
Shawty dancing on the floor
Like nobody seen before
Party people wanting more
Gordon Ramsey can't ignore
Busting down with the bread
Get to party peoples' head
Like the homeless getting fed
Sandwich got me dropping dead
The party slows down, people start to rest
Don't worry this is part of the test
Oh uh, why isn't anybody dancing
Okay I gotta step in
Alright, there's no time for a break
Don't stop until the ground starts to shake
If the bread falls off then put it back on because
I didn't bring extras so we have to work with what we got here guys
Everybody starts to dance
Put my booty in a trance
It'll get you with a glance
Like some ant's got in your pants
Everybody's hot and heavy
The club gets a little smelly
Bread soaking up the sweaty
But we all still goin' steady
Shawty dancing on the floor
Like nobody seen before
Party people wanting more
Gordon Ramsey can't ignore
Busting down with the bread
Get to party peoples' head
Like the homeless getting fed
Sandwich got me dropping dead
(You got a booty sandwich)
You gotta booty sandwich
(You got a booty sandwich)
With an organic spread
(With an organic spread)
Just don't sit down
(Just don't sit down)
Or you'll squish the bread
(The bread, the bread, the bread, the bread, the bread, the bread)
Dude I don't even like sandwiches
Only eat pizza like I'm 10 years old
Others freeze up like they got polio while I
Made this on the road with my MacBook Pro
Oomph, I'm the bestest at rap
Nobody ever gonna make yo booty clap
Except me 'cause I got all the top stats
Better buckle in 'cause I'm about to snap back
Snap b b b b back all the way
If you wanna have fun do exactly as I say
Drop to the floor, no hesitation
Lift yourself up, no legs: levitation
Put yourself on the ceiling like an exorcism
Step 2: It's a simple fundamentalism
Take two slices of whole wheat bread
Put 'em on your cheeks with a butter bread spread
Shawty dancing on the floor
Like nobody seen before
Party people wanting more
Gordon Ramsey can't ignore
Busting down with the bread
Get to party peoples' head
Like the homeless getting fed
Sandwich got me dropping dead
Shawty dancing on the floor
Like nobody seen before
Party people wanting more
Gordon Ramsey can't ignore
Busting down with the bread
Get to party peoples' head
Like the homeless getting fed
Sandwich got me dropping dead
The party slows down, people start to rest
Don't worry this is part of the test
Oh uh, why isn't anybody dancing
Okay I gotta step in
Alright, there's no time for a break
Don't stop until the ground starts to shake
If the bread falls off then put it back on because
I didn't bring extras so we have to work with what we got here guys
Everybody starts to dance
Put my booty in a trance
It'll get you with a glance
Like some ant's got in your pants
Everybody's hot and heavy
The club gets a little smelly
Bread soaking up the sweaty
But we all still goin' steady
Shawty dancing on the floor
Like nobody seen before
Party people wanting more
Gordon Ramsey can't ignore
Busting down with the bread
Get to party peoples' head
Like the homeless getting fed
Sandwich got me dropping dead
(You got a booty sandwich)
You gotta booty sandwich
(You got a booty sandwich)
With an organic spread
(With an organic spread)
Just don't sit down
(Just don't sit down)
Or you'll squish the bread
(The bread, the bread, the bread, the bread, the bread, the bread)
Dude I don't even like sandwiches
Writer: Devin Conaway
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