This is a song about "Ass grabbing"

Gotta make that cash

Kicked out on my own ass

So chase the air hide your stash

So you can kiss my ass

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

Stop grabbing a mic,everytime your stage is set

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

He began to laugh manically, gradually grabbing my anatomy

Baby, you got that super bass

Fuck me in my fat ass

Big tits and a big ass

Your life is a product of trash

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

My hands grabbing everything in sight, and my pants sagging,

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Tail grabbing, bitch yapping, pigs crashing, react without reaction, which motherfucker's strapping