Booty Call - Colt Ford

Uh-oh, boys

We might be in trouble here

I’m thinkin' I’ve made a booty call

Time for a pit stop, 1 AM

Shootin' a little pool, we’re slammin' them, and then

A couple shots of Jack and Jim, and then

I was feelin' no pain

Hot girls dancin' everywhere, they’re

Shakin' that derriere up in the air

I swear I was unaware

That somewhere in there, I made

Booty call (booty call)

Booty call (booty call)

Baby wasn’t there but she heard it all

I guess I was just butt-diallin', y’all

Booty call (booty call)

Booty call (booty call)

Should’ve put it in the bib of my overalls

Then I wouldn’t have made that booty call

Now we’re rollin' at 2:50

I ain’t a drunk driver, got a DD, so

We go dirt road ridin', there’s a buck in the road

We swerve to the left and the right, look out!

We swerve to the left and the right

Now, we jumped forty three feet

Over Big Spring Creek through the white pine trees

Like the General E. Lee, and my buddies and me

We all let the f-bomb fly

Booty call (booty call)

Booty call (booty call)

Granny wasn’t with us but she heard it all

I guess I musta been butt-diallin', y’all

Booty call (booty call)

Booty call (booty call)

Should’ve put it in the bib of my overalls

Then I wouldn’t have made that booty call

I called a Baptist preacher

I called my eighth grade teacher

One night I even cussed my boss

So make yourself a mental note

Take some advice from old Colt

And just turn the damn thing off

Yeah

Booty call

Booty call

They wasn’t with us but they heard it all

I guess I musta been butt-diallin', y’all

Booty call (booty call)

Booty call (booty call)

Should’ve put it in the bib of my overalls

Then I wouldn’t have made that booty call

Booty call (booty call)

Booty call (booty call)

I gotta cut this cell phone off

This thing’s gon' get me divorced

Get you all locked up

Everybody cut your cell phones off, now