Booty Call

Booty Call, How are you?

Booty call, call, booty call
Booty call, call, booty call
Don’t wanna be your booty call
But you got me under control

I don't want
I don't want to be your booty
She plays with me like Call of Duty
Then she leaves and I'm left unsatisfied
We are friends with benefits

She considers me a feminist
There's no way I can resist her
She tells me in bed that I'm the best
Until the sun rises

Booty call, call, booty call
Booty call, call, booty call
I don't want to be your booty call
But you got me under your control
Booty call call, booty call
Booty call call, booty call
Don’t wanna be your booty call
But you got me under control

When the night ends
And the sun lights up the room
The smell of morning enters
Through the window, through the balcony

First she says it's the end
Then she calls me misbehaving
I don't want to be your booty call
But you got me under your control

Booty call, call, booty call
Booty call, call, booty call
Don’t wanna be your booty call
But you got me under control

When the night ends
And the sun lights up the room
The smell of morning enters
Through the window, through the balcony

Booty call, call, booty call
Booty call, call, booty call
I don't want to be your booty call
But you got me under control
Booty call, call, booty call
Booty call, call, booty call
Don't wanna be your booty call
But you got me under control
Booty call, call, booty call
Booty call, call, booty call
Booty call, call, booty call

Booty call, call, booty call