This is a song about "Hats"

They damn dog, you a boss, credits to you hats off

So i clap for her, she deserves an applause

So keep your hats on the rap's on so get your strap on

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

I'll pick up your bill then shoot you dead and the tangueros will tip their hats

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Man we pullin' out like jack rabbits out of magic hats,

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

I got more hats than the sky's got stars

Bitch got all them booty shots

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

Take a tab of acid and hang with with cats in hats,