This is a song about "Agree"

We were meant to be thats something i truly agree

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

Then we agree you feel me now

Bitches ain't around one thou

With every word you speak, he or she shall agree

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Don't let them free, beat them till they wee' 'n' agree,

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Feeling like i'm on cloud nine but my parents don't agree

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

You say okay , aha , and the rest of that shit like im discussing you and you agree

Then we agree you feel me now

Will somebody please show me how

Coming to terms, where we can agree

A military mind mean money