This is a song about "D n d"

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

And the whole of group c can suck my d

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

I l-o-v-e the thc, w-double-e-d, either n-a-m-e doesnt matter to me,

Aww shit here we go d

Hey, must be the money

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

That means obama aint got my d

Fuck that now trying get the money

It deserves a whack and a d

They love me, for the d,

Cause some of you bitches funny

Bitch don't live without the d/

We might be back in this baby

Get me on mp3 or d. v. d, known by country, 'n n. l. p. d!

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