[Intro]
She's moving up, down, all around
She's moving up, down, all around
(Bounce, bounce, bounce)
She's moving up, down, all around
In a high class place where the white girl ghetto
Up, down, all around
She's moving up, down, all around
(Bounce, bounce, bounce)
She's moving up, down, all around
In a high class place where the white girl ghetto

[Verse 1]
Yo, tonight I got a party to throw
At the Party Rock mansion, gon' be gnarly fo sho
Yeah, me and my crew feeling restless
We need some more booties on the guest list
First stop is the gas station
I like to call it the ass station
I always see girls bumping it up, stumble on up
I say "What's up?" and ask questions
"Excuse me, what you doing tonight?
I got a party at my crib, I'm picking you to invite"
Woo, she got a booty that's out the frame
I nicknamed it High Octane
I made it her laugh, told her some balderdash
And in a flash, walked away with the math
Next stop, Whole Foods
Me and the crew, we call it WHOLE Foods
It be cracking on the weekend
The only place you can find a big booty on a vegan
Her name was Shelly, tattoos and a ring on her belly
The only problem, that her arms are smelly
It didn't matter to me, 'cause all that jelly