Culo Posse

Culo, culo

Itґ not the way you smell

Itґs your culo

Itґ not the calvin coolers

But your culo

Iґd be better off with dreams

But thatґs not what I need

Itґs your culo, the way you move it

If I have my chance

In my strobe lite room

Youґll be bugginґ off me

Pile driving you with Mr. R.D.

This is something I see

I canґt help myself

My friends say that it must be felt

Itґs true

I do believe that I can get that culo anytime

Sheґs not really hype...

But sheґs got culo

Yo, she ainґt your type...

But sheґs got culo

What a brudmare...

But sheґs got culo

Go head, bust it...

In her culo

Culo, culooooo