This is a song about "Hot dog ian"

Call me a bitch call me a dog,

I smoke and let the tree talk

You're faker than a german hot-dog with no mustard,

I better straighten it out, soon as i get to work

Preaching to the choir though

Dirt dog, no tony romo

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

C'mere slut! (shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog!)

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Barking dog rose from the ashes

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Where are you gonna go, dog

This some food for thought

I love the way you walk

Hot, hot, hot! strange, old ain't hot.