This is a song about "Dong s dong"

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

Seening no part of my long king kong dong. light up a bong get higher

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I know what you do with that

The outline which you n****s out dated

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

That gal want me ride har

Bad, just like an 80's car

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

Where your girl at now?3 pills down that's on meand it wouldn't be a song

Sprung from your moms bum, oh and bang it like a tin dong,

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

I done your mom whats wrong you just found out she can suck a dong?