This is a song about "Boys and hotness"

A dollar and tell her to stop it i don't fuhh with boys like

Nigga i tranquilize a bucketful of crabs damn right

And, boys try to pull a fast one

Mami... she open, she open

It was simple, it was a really easy choice,

And it wouldn't be a slip to say that i'm into boys

Mom and dad did everything they could for us boys.

She gets my problems fixed when i hear her voice

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

So boys sit back and relax cause you gettin the same shit you gave us

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Bumping heavy d and the boys, still chunky, but funky

Boys were mean to him and swore at him and made him want to vomit

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

You're 'bout to fuckin' meet him, homie, shut up and zip it boys,

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise