This is a song about "Fur trade"

Blow up with power the conclusion is the world trade towers

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

And that i spent the night with her

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Her pussy my dick sounds like a trade to me,

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

As the words invade and we all wanna trade

Im colder than guccis burr, my style is more expensive versace fur!

Am i cheating on this woman if i'm gettin' naked pictures from another

I fucking cut off your dogs fur

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

Bullet in your ass! my fur is bulletproof, you lose when i tell the truth, through

He's weird and got lice stuck up his fur

Catchdubs you a motherfucker