This is a song about "Don t call me princess"

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

You don;t thin anymore

Baby, let me give you a call

It's obvious i'm crazy

Try to call me (try to call me)

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly

But five years from now i bet she see

This where the haters is, this why they hate us here

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

Try to call me (try to call me)

And losin all his money

See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money