Lyrics
He's a boy in love with my caboose
My ass is oatmeal fat, bet against her and you'll lose (toot)
Go ahead and pay your dues, respect, sniff, and worship this ass like she's food
So freaky that he on the low loves my farts too
Silent or loud, gas me up daddy and I'll rip a few
Go ahead and speak up if you have a fetish for farts and toots
Imma throw it back, let one rip or two, he's turned on by my toots
(Turned on by my toots)
(That's so nasty baby)
If my lover has a secret nasty kink he can tell me with no issue (toot toot)
No need to break down or cry into tissues
I'm a master of sex and cum with many fetishes like magazine issues
I can sneeze, pop balloons, show my feet or unleash farts for you (ooouu)
Oh that's crude, he's looking horny, confused and he doesn't know what to do
I'm onto his kinks and now I'll see what he will do
I gave him my fat ass in a box, the package is sealed with rank fumes
I love to hook up, get nasty, and try new things, true (true)
I'm open to experience and pleasure, I take pride in what, and who I do
I love my thick body he does too, mommy hips and heavy chest too (daddy moo)
My ass can clap and unleash gnarly farts, Kabooms (boom)
His eyes are rolling in ecstasy, my ass is his bride and he's the sniffing groom
He hates it when we're parting, he loves when my cheeks are though, he's throbbing when I'm farting
Are you ready to reveal the truth? You have a fetish for stinky girls, a kink for toots?
Go ahead and get into position baby, I feel a big one coming and it's all for you
(It's all for you)
(Toots)
(Toots)
(He loves it when I fart)
A good excuse to try new foods
He's a boy in love with my caboose
My ass is oatmeal fat, bet against it and you'll lose (toot)
Go ahead and pay your dues, respect, sniff, and worship this ass like she's food
So freaky that he on the low loves my farts too
Silent or loud, gas me up daddy and I'll rip a few
Go ahead and speak up if you have a fetish for farts and toots
Imma throw it back, let one rip or two, he's turned on by my toots