This is a song about "Ducks"

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

This is why her nigga mad

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

We follow the prophets like imma line a couple ducks when i hit

Scoring goals through your legs, like those anaheim ducks

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

I'll manhandle these fucks / the rhino almost damn trampled these ducks

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

You all are just sitting ducks

Naked woman rub my back

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

Theyre ducks, hides and theyre faces contorts and they begin to pray

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way