I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
that when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
and a round thing in your face
you get sprung, wanna pull out your tough
'cause you notice that butt was stuffed.
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring.
Oh baby, I wanna get with you
and take your picture.
My homeboys tried to warn me
but that 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 groupie.
I've seen them dancin'
to hell with romancin'.
She's sweat, wet,
got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette.
Baby got back!
~Sir Mix-A-Lot, Baby Got Back “I have a chick butt.” Synyster said looking at his profile in the body length mirror. Chemically faded denim hung loose down his calves and tightened around his thighs until they hugged the perfect contour of his ass. Matt followed the jean line making a noncommittal sound. Synyster cleared his throat until Matt pried his eyes off his profile and glared at him in the mirror. “I said you could come in if you were going to be helpful.” He said crossing his arms, then he sighed and unbuttoned the jeans preparing try the third pair. “I should’ve brought Zack.” He muttered.
“Aw come on, I helped you find the jeans.” Matt said smacking his boxer covered ass. “Besides, you look better with them off.” sliding his hand down the silk. Synyster swatted his hand away, “you’re not helping, you’re impeding. Keep it up and I will call Zack.”
“You weren’t this cranky when we got here.” Matt said stepping back and leaning against the dressing room wall. He watched the third set of denim consume colorful calves, muscular thighs and settle below the hip line. “I didn’t know this was going to be such a pain in the ass.” Synyster grumbled trying to see how the jeans fit in the mirror. Matt sighed and pushed away from the wall so he could slip his hands into the back pockets, “you look fine. You’re worse than Val when it comes to jeans, you know that.” Pressing a quick kiss to his neck he pulled his hands out and stepped back far enough for Syn to check himself out some more. “I am
not worse than Val. I’m not even as bad as Zack.” He huffed. Matt shook his head, “you have a fine ass, show it off.” He flashed a dimpled smile and Synyster’s dark mood dissipated. “Asshat. You just want to get laid.”
A/N: I admit, I had to look up what “callipygian” meant. And I promise “Outbreak” will be my next update after these two term papers are turned in. Thank you for reading and reviewing <3
