While you're facing me
I'm not scoping on your ass
Not to say I won't breakneck
Once you start to pass

Sitting across the table from me
There's no view of your behind
I'm focusing on your conversation,
The collective thoughts of your mind

Whether you have an apple-bottom, 
Reindeer or the shape of a teardrop
I see You, recognize You
For what's up top

You're more than booty to me.

The original booty queen, Venus Hottentot
Took all of Europe by rage
But don’t forget though, 
That they kept her in a cage

Okay, so you’re asstastic
Don’t let that be your claim
You came in this world head first
Use that to go out again.

Don’t let your body define you
As just another piece of tail
If you respect yourself
As your man, I will as well

You are more than
The sum of your booty part
I like you with my mind
I love you with my heart

You're more than booty to me.