This is a song about "A lot"

We got a lot room for real ass shit so i brought a lot.

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

We dig the plot and never bury pot

With a lock - in the back of the parking lot

And i got a lot from pushing a lot of product

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

I don't think like this a lot

I get my cake; i love hip hop

No know stop, no gods, armed with a crossbow, the lot.

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

//audio recording is very bad i fucked up a lot

//audio recording is very bad i fucked up a lot

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

Pour a lot of cyanide

Ha! you know what they like