This is a song about "Dirty d"

They love me, for the d,

I got bigger problems baby

It deserves a whack and a d

I was wondering maybe

Aww shit here we go d

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Third ward general, young cash money

It deserves a whack and a d

Two tres on my waist, and i feel like (d)jango, with and without the d/

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

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

That means obama aint got my d

Lets come up to my city

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

Holla at the g-o-d before you d-i-e,