This is a song about "Enter with the golden wonder polo to make your mouth water"

With one gentle blow of wind from your mouth

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

Basic hoes? toss em out, can’t even get waffle house

To the words commin goutta that bitches mouth

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

Her screaming, "you will be locked up with tape over your mouth"

You the type to run your mouth then run from me

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

Now wash your mouth out with some listerine

Watch your mouth if you wanna make it near top

This is the part where we run hip hop

Flowin' like the creampie inside of your daughter

Your bitch greet me like i'm santa clause, mouth water

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,