This is a song about "Best clothes"

Looking for sum hoes with no clothes

Trips in the cake holes

Actually, its adorable to see his clothes

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

We don't do laundry we just buy more clothes,

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

They talk about the foreign cars, bitches, and the finest clothes,

If we ain't right and always at the throats

Went down the aisles, snatchin' all the clothes

Same clothes for days, same spot for months

He dont want the diamonds

My bankrolls, got the cops comin in plain clothes

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes