This is a song about "Italian girl"

Riper than italian rye

I wonder why, i sit and cry

If i could call it a sandwich it would be italian

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

And he, what's his name, earl

You get paid for that girl

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

In my heart you’re causin’ a commotion, girl

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Cuz im a bad girl, bad girl (x2)

People who care about each other make me hurl

Lift her shirt them titties bezerk (damn girl)