This is a song about "I love your ass"

I can get straight to the cash

I don't have to kiss your ass

Might even know how hard it is, no doubt

If i ever catch your ass playing around

I send your ass back down napoli

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

No one-half and i hate math

I bury lightning in your ass

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

Girl your ass so big i could build a house on it

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Before i knock your ass right out boy

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

Well guess what, i probably got more money than your lousy ass

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

I will just beat your ass and take my damn throne