This is a song about "In da party mood"

Wear dem in da sand, wear dem in da snow,

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

I told her all about how we been living a lie

My mood is simply rude in this context, i do this cause my

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Got ma head in da books

Cause i was never hesitant to represent

In the mood for sex they shit bricks when my dicks erect

Party in your head there a club in your dread

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Looks like he wasn't in a good mood

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Its a party in the clouds don't need an invitation

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

I diss guys to da skies for being fags in disguise