This is a song about "Bitches in a club"

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

I got a gun named moses, i’m in the club wit' it

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Fuck a club, in the whip, windows up, blow o's

Who's sneaking in the club?

Say what you wanna but

Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer

In the club might act up just like a performer

In the club i dont dance like diddy!

Bitch, they call it motor city

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Now i'm trapped in a gap like a bitches cleavage,

Stay bitches, yeah low in your caves bitches

I'mma stay a whilehold ya head chris

They say no fighting in da club so i broght my matic

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big