This is a song about "Du jgyd"

Roll up niggas be like sex

Du press so i took breaths

I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin’ on it

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin’ on it

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

I gotta cadillac rollin up to fon du lac feelin up my girl in back,

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Cruisin around with four flats all the way to fon du lac,

Knew you who threw du ewe yu due que crew true u two drew u lu rue

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you