This is a song about "Ah"

* thuggin ah inherited but no not through the marriages

Twenty-million dollar nigga, but i do it like this

Ah chew,excuse me allergic to the bullshit go cry in the corner boo hoo

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Ah yo im fucking all them pussies

Ah ti, like from tha imagination this was quick way

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

Bamas surprised, deprived from attention

Niggas ah and ooh god can you stop trying ta win

I read your flow and think, ah, how precious, but yet so suspicious,

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

Move to europe, ah fuck it, blow it up,

Ah yes, once again, i cock the tec or ruger,

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for