This is a song about "James ass"

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

I cannot believe you think you young and tripping

Show you my gold middle finger; james bond visiting

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet

See your meek, weak and your future is bleak cuz im lebron james and i am bringing the heat.

The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

Olajuwon, james hardeny’all niggas new to the sceneand that’s my nigga, supper club

Look at the time change from jordan to lebron james

Call me bobby ray, but it’s not two names

Or like the godfather, you'll be goin' out the james caan way

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

I hit these little bitches dirty like james harrison

Earl boykins i 'm hearing voices i try and listen