Black Butta Songtext
von RuPaul
Black Butta Songtext
Oh my gosh
Oh my gosh
Oh my gosh
Oh my gosh
Oh my gosh
Oh, oh, oh my gosh
Who? him? at the function get gettin′ low
Two twins following him everywhere he go
Gifted, slim thick, thin waist, still got thickness, so blessed
Oh my gosh, black bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter
Black bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter
Black (butter) bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter
Black (butter) bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter
Human virtue that I value most in the world
Number one, that's kindness, holla atcha girl
Number two it′s a close one talkin' bout that
Big, big, big, fat, fat, fat, big black bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter
Black bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter
Black bu-butter-butter-bu-butter-butter-butter
Black bu-butter-butter-bu-butter-butter-butter
Black bu-butter-butter-bu-butter-butter-butter
Black-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter
Black bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter
Black (butter) bu-butter-butter-bu-butter-butter-butter
Black (butter) bu-butter-butter-bu-butter-butter-butter (ha-ha-ha)
Oh my gosh
Oh my gosh (oh my gag, oh my gag, oh my gag)
Oh my gosh
Oh, (my gosh) I hate to see you walk away
But I love to watch you go
Boy, don't you know? (my gosh)
I hate to see you walk away
But I love to watch you go
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Who? him? at the function get gettin′ low
Two twins following him everywhere he go
Gifted, slim thick, thin waist, still got thickness, so blessed
Oh my gosh, black bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter
Black bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter
Black bu-butter-butter-bu-butter-butter-butter
Black bu-butter-butter-bu-butter-butter-butter
Oh my gosh
Oh my gosh
Oh my gosh
Oh my gosh
Oh, oh, oh my gosh
Who? him? at the function get gettin′ low
Two twins following him everywhere he go
Gifted, slim thick, thin waist, still got thickness, so blessed
Oh my gosh, black bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter
Black bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter
Black (butter) bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter
Black (butter) bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter
Human virtue that I value most in the world
Number one, that's kindness, holla atcha girl
Number two it′s a close one talkin' bout that
Big, big, big, fat, fat, fat, big black bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter
Black bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter
Black bu-butter-butter-bu-butter-butter-butter
Black bu-butter-butter-bu-butter-butter-butter
Black bu-butter-butter-bu-butter-butter-butter
Black-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter
Black bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter
Black (butter) bu-butter-butter-bu-butter-butter-butter
Black (butter) bu-butter-butter-bu-butter-butter-butter (ha-ha-ha)
Oh my gosh
Oh my gosh (oh my gag, oh my gag, oh my gag)
Oh my gosh
Oh, (my gosh) I hate to see you walk away
But I love to watch you go
Boy, don't you know? (my gosh)
I hate to see you walk away
But I love to watch you go
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Who? him? at the function get gettin′ low
Two twins following him everywhere he go
Gifted, slim thick, thin waist, still got thickness, so blessed
Oh my gosh, black bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter
Black bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter
Black bu-butter-butter-bu-butter-butter-butter
Black bu-butter-butter-bu-butter-butter-butter
Writer(s): Rupaul Charles, Frederick Minano Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com