This is a song about "I want to have sex so bad uh uh uh uh aaah"

Uh, no chance if i walk away

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay

Whip purple and yellow, hello

(uh, uh) there you go that's john doe

A criminal grind nigga

It makes me happy uh..

Okay today i was the freshest in my area

I am the illest mother fucker when im on the track, uh

I float in the pussy like my dick is a yacht uh

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

Uh the realest niggas are so fly

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

Now truth to lies behind the eyes the sadness begins creep uh uh

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

I was bidding for that crown, yeah, i'm the victor now (uh)