This is a song about "Du u de"

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

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

And eventho tha tints locced, i'm rollin in de honda/

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Que ni soy ni soy de ojos azules ni de piel negra seria seria

In the rule book, it states equality inbetween race, but not even in the

Motor city's gritty, clowns like you get bent and then de-stroyed

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

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

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,