Set to the music of Sir Mix-A-Lot's classic "Baby Got Back"....Kick it!....
I like tight butts and I can not lie
You other coaches can't deny
That when a guy walks in with an itty bitty waist
And two footballs in your face
You get sprung, wanna pull out your tough
'Cause you notice his butt was stuffed
Deep in the uniform he's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh player, I wanna get with you
And take your picture
Other pastors tried to warn me
But the butt you got makes me so horny
Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin
You say you wanna get in my Benz?
Well, use me, use me
'Cause you ain't that average QB
I've seen them dancin'
To hell with romancin'
He's sweat, wet,
Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette
I'm tired of ol' Jad Dean
Sayin' big butts are the thing
Take the average coach and ask him friend
He's gotta pack that tight end
So, Coaches! (Yeah!)
Coaches! (Yeah!)
Have your players got the butt? (Hell yeah!)
Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!)
Shake it! (Shake it!)
Shake that healthy butt!
Players got back!
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I like 'em round, and tight
I want to get a biteI just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an animal
Now here's my scandal
I wanna get you home
And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh
I ain't talkin' bout playbooks
Kneepads ain't just for looks
I want 'em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
T. Bowden's in trouble
Beggin' for a piece of that bubble
So I'm lookin' at game videos
Knock-kneed kickers walkin' like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my players like HoJo
A word to the thick soul players, I wanna get with ya
I won't cuss or hit ya
But I gotta be straight, I want to stuff your run
Till the break of dawnPlayers got it goin' on
A lot of baptists won't like this song
'Cause them saints like to hit it and quit it
And I'd rather stay and play
'Cause I'm long, and I'm strong
And I'm down to get the friction on
So, Players! {Yeah!} Players! {Yeah}
If you wanna role in my Mercedes {Yeah!}
Then turn around! Stick it out!
Even pastors got to shout
Players got back!
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So your wideout rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don't want none
Unless you've got buns, son
You can do side bends or sit-ups,
But please don't lose that butt
Some coaches wanna play that "hard" role
And tell you that the butt ain't gold
So they toss it and leave it
And I pull up quick to retrieve it
So Brad Scott says you're fat
Well I ain't down with that!
'Cause your waist is small and your curves are kickin'
And I'm thinkin' bout stickin'
To the beefcake dreams in the magazines:
You ain't it, flip screen!
Give me a player, I can't resist him
Red beans and rice didn't miss him
Some other coaches tried to dis
'Cause their players are on my list
They had game but they chose to hit 'em
And I pull up quick to get wit 'em
So players, if the butt is round,
And you want a triple X throw down,
Dial 1-900-T BOWDEN
And kick them nasty thoughts
Players got back!
Word to your motha'.....
Word to your motha'.....
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