Bootyin The Air (Das Racist)

She got her booty in the air and her hands on the ground She keep her booty in the air and shake it all around She got her booty in the air like an airplane She got her booty in the air, in the air, mayne She got her booty in the air like her booty was a cloud And when her booty clap, you know the booty clap loud Booty in the air! Booty in the air! Booty in the air! Shake it all around! Put your booty in the air! Booty in the air! Booty in the air! Shake it all around! Put your booty in the air! Booty in the air! Booty in the air! Shake it all around! Put your booty in the air! Booty in the air! Booty in the air! Shake it all around! She got her booty in the air and her mind in the gutter The way your body move, girl, you need you some butter She 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 decency Right here, right now, I wish you were freakin' me Freak with me frequently, sleep with me and freak some D And you can see what livin' with a G can be like You're right, your booty is my lifeline Your booty is my high life-line One, two, three, four Inside of Brooklyn, we go hunting This situation is a murderous thing Outside of Brooklyn we go hunting Back in Ethiopia Inside of Brooklyn, we go hunting This situation is a murderous thing Outside of Brooklyn we go hunting No, no, no, no Me not a terrorist, me not a con man Me only keep a weapon for protection Never never take the life of an innocent one She go, "Booyaka! Booyaka! Booyaka!" Booyaka! Booyaka! Booyaka! Now follow me, follow me, follow me, son I like this girl and she like me too! Me like this girl and she