This is a song about "Ladies"

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Pumpin babies from teen ladies

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Ladies and gents, sorry to keep you all waiting,

And for the ladies you can be any age you want

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

Life style lavish the rap gang ladies slavish juvenile

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

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

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Where i fuck all my ladies

We can make more, make babies

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

All the ladies just strip

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

Helpin’ little old ladies across the street