I'm all about the booty bout my duty
Stab that wench in her trench what a cutie
Take her treasure at my leisure
While I'm sailing in pleasure
Cause that sallies got the measure with 2 hands on me feather
However got a proposition for you lass let me plunder that ass
Or you can ride on me mast, avast
Got something of a problem where there's wenches and rum I like to drown me gun
And steal their keel I feel real appeal for feeding wenches me eel a meal
And I'll do it with zeal for real I make them sallies squeal from behind me wheel
And yo I got this sick flow for partying with hoes and make em wiggle their toes
They always trying to stow in me cabin for this action I'm packin'
And I'll be stabbin' and jabbin' theses sallies need what I'm havin'
If the ship be a rockin' don't worry bout knockin' 'cause I'll be cockin' my glock
And I won't worry bout stopping 'til I'm done then I'll drink some more rum
You were good for some fun but wench this parties been done
It's all about the booty; shiver me timbers
The way that wench be walkin' makes me want to get in her
Sallies so limber; I'd go south for dinner
If there's no fish within her then we've got a winner come hither
It's all about that booty; junk in the trunks
Cause were sailin' for those cuties chests plump like the rumps
Badonkadonk's make us raise our sails
But if you're scale to whales then we're bout to bail
I'm all about the booty when I'm done with manslaughter
She shakes me up and down like I'm back in rough water
Bouncin' on your raft from dusk 'til dawn leave a six pence on the desk
Take my pants then I'm gone from Guam to San Juan I plunder what you got
Hit that hot spot weather you want it or not then pow I'm off like a gun shot
Mince to glaze it won't wash from your hair for days
I like a clean swept field as opposed to a thicket
And I don't need a hand just to know where to stick it
I'm digging for ore in your back door on the floor
Give me more you implore it's time for an encore
A predator sliding into your corridor
I'm all about the booty of the SMM Commodore
So back up your rear my dear and once it gets near
Into it I shall steer me spear I'm first class
Wenches love me enmasse there ain't a spot within em I do not trespass
The ass on this lass won't be outclassed or ever surpassed
It's got the shape movement and mass
It's all about the booty; shiver me timbers
The way that wench be walkin' makes me want to get in her
Sallies so limber; I'd go south for dinner
If there's no fish within her then we've got a winner come hither
It's all about that booty; junk in the trunks
'Cause were sailin' for those cuties chests plump like the rumps
Badonkadonk's make us raise our sails
But if you're scale to whales then we're bout to bail
Set course for the shoes of the island of whores
And we'll explore til we score then come back for more
That's for sure light a blunt leave the work for the grunt
My compass never lies when I'm hunting for (woman Moans)
You got junk in the trunk and spunk for this hunk
You get a chunk of the funk you drunk as a skunk
I'm humpin' your rump, pump, pump, pump, and I'm dumpin a lump
You better get up and jump or you'll be left with a stump
Yo it's all about the booty whether it's gold or honies
I'll pull the fast one let me hold some money
A blast form this gun will leave you cold and bloody
You don't know Captain D you better ask somebody
We got rhymes so sinister kill off the prime minister
Administer a fist in her the finisher good listener
Then she'll check what I'm sayin' peep the flavor
I unsheathe my saber when she calls me unsavory
This player gets moody when newbies be stealin' me rubies
Actin' unruly I'm mackin' them groupies distracin' the cuties
I'm grabbin' they boobies they tellin' me do me
I'm smoking the doobies it's all of my duty I'm telling you truly
It's all about the booty; shiver me timbers
The way that wench be walkin' makes me want to get in her
Sallies so limber; I'd go south for dinner
If there's no fish within her then we've got a winner come hither
It's all about that booty; junk in the trunks
'Cause were sailin' for those cuties chests plump like the rumps
Badonkadonk's make us raise our sails
But if you're scale to whales then we're bout to bail