Dem Cakes Tho - Todrick Hall

Where them girls, where them girls

Where them girls with the cakes

Where them boys, where them boys at

Cause Toddy want a taste

If you know that booty supple

Put that bubble in my face

Yeah, yeah, I’m ready for the cake show

You gotta have them cakes, though

Have them cakes, though

Have them cakes, though

Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta

Have them cakes, though

Have them cakes, though

Have them cakes, though

I’m ready for the cake show

You gotta have them cakes, though

Yo, this is an open-call audition

For the world’s greatest bubble butt

If your booty is missin'

Then be gone, you ain’t make the cut

We lookin' for some spectacular

Them booty oughta know how fat you were

Stop, look back at her

Now wait for that beat to get ratchet-er

Ow, you mad, huh?

Cause it’s a hot wreck

Got these booties, booties

Bouncin' like a hot check

Spread them cheeks

Bring 'em back

That’s a reunion

Her booty don’t sag

But she in the booty union

Callin' all booties to the dance

To the dance floor

Look, Mama, I’m poppin' with no hands

With no hands, yo

Booty up in the air

We don’t care if the bass low

I’m ready for the cake show

You gotta have them cakes, though

Have them cakes, though

Have them cakes, though

Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta

Have them cakes, though

Have them cakes, though

Have them cakes, though

I’m ready for the cake show

You gotta have them cakes, though

I’m the big booty police and I said

Pull over, over, over, over

That booty disturbin' the peace and I said

Get lower, lower, lower, lower

All these sideshow freaks

Why the fuck you need the red box

That booty is the star

You need to get that thing some headshots

You an acro-butt

I think that’s what they call that

If you give me your number

You might get a booty-callback

And if they think we’re too weird

They can bite us

I know she got a beard

But the cakes' got elephantitis

Callin' all booties to the dance

To the dance floor

Look, Mama, I’m poppin' with no hands

With no hands, yo

Booty up in the air

We don’t care if the bass low

I’m ready for the cake show

You gotta have them cakes, though

Have them cakes, though

Have them cakes, though

Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta

Have them cakes, though

Have them cakes, though

Have them cakes, though

I’m ready for the cake show

You gotta have them cakes, though

Callin' all booties to the dance

To the dance floor

Look, Mama, I’m poppin' with no hands

With no hands, yo

Booty up in the air

We don’t care if the bass low

I’m ready for the cake show

You gotta have them cakes, though

Have them cakes, though

Have them cakes, though

Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta

Have them cakes, though

Have them cakes, though

Have them cakes, though

I’m ready for the cake show

You gotta have them cakes, though