This is a song about "Ciara g"

Third ward general, young cash money

But they can't do nothing to a g/

You niggas be ballin, but can't ball on me, like a g

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Take a shot of bacardi and drink another beer g

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

But apparently its talent g,

Can't forget the rap-singers nate dogg and warren g,

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

Say you could tell us all about it, no you couldn’t g,

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Cause all i want is you, baby

You under me what's your color g?

C’mon and let’s chill baby

Trying to be a cool g