This is a song about "Duck her right in the pussy"

An old woman came by, holding a duck in her left hand

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

Pussy...the orphanage is right next to the abortion clinic,

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

Her lipstick smell, her pussy look pierced

I move aim, hit 'em and final flip

And getting money is the song i sing

Right in her spine so it's no more moving

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

I looked her right in the eye and asked her just what she thought of me

And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend

Her heart fights it but her pussy obsessed

Or popeyes, we don't keep no birds in the circle

And get that pussy when i took her to the funeral

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

Lord papi chulo, better duck and hide, you suck dick in the saddle,