This is a song about "Girls boobs"

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

A sister with big boobs and tight ass and a brother who go in 4th class

And when theres booze their is boobs

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught