This is a song about "Dat flo"

It’s not a game, hold your dame

Bitch, am on dat cocaine

I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago

She love dat shit, shes begging for mo

Flo flo flow bad like i'm mad

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

Flo flo flow bad like i'm mad

Twista finna get up on the track

But they sold jello in the paint

Your the type dat can never be replaced,

Tell dat bitch she fuckin wallin

Catch you up on places i've been

If you know like i know, you should lie low

Put a fuckin’ hole in the flo’

Once i beachu, ill slap dat booty

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free