This is a song about "Ladies"

Making all the ladies wanna come home with me

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

I fill the stands, ladies think im grand

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

Eighty spirits of ladies cause shady murdered the virgins

Cuz i'm pulling skirts up exposing you ladies,

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

I fuck ladies they all want my babies so they pay me

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Pumpin babies from teen ladies

Ass shots in her seven jeans

Make the ladies' panties fog

See what i was taught

Life style lavish the rap gang ladies slavish juvenile

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will