Das Racist - Bootyin the Air Lyrics
[Verse 1]She got her booty in the air and her hands on the groundShe keep her booty in the air and shake it all aroundShe got her booty in the air like an airplaneShe got her booty in the air, in the air, mayneShe got her booty in the air like her booty was a cloudAnd when her booty clap, you know the booty clap loudBooty in the air! Booty in the air! Booty in the air! Shake it all around! Booty in the air! Booty in the air! Booty in the air! Shake it all around! With the booty in the air! Booty in the air! Booty in the air! Shake it all around! [Verse 2]She got her booty in the air and the mind in the gutterThe way your body move, girl, you need you some butterShe said, she said, "Nobody got a booty like mine"I said, "You're right, your booty's my lifeline"In my life I try to live with decencyRight here, right now, I wish she were freakin' meFreak with me frequently, sleep with me and freak some DAnd you can see what livin' with a G can be likeYou're right, your booty is my lifelineYour booty is my lifeline[Bridge?]1, 2, 3, 4Inside of Brooklyn, we go huntingThis situation is a moderous thingOutside of Brooklyn we go huntingBut Canadia yup, yupInside of Brooklyn, we go huntingThis situation is a moderous thingOutside of Brooklyn we go huntingNo, no, no, noMe not a terrorist, me not a condomMe only ask you wear one for protectionShe go, "Booyaka! Booyaka! Booyaka!"Booyaka! Booyaka! Booyaka! Now follow me, follow me, follow me, sonI like this girl and she like me too! [Outro]
