This is a song about "Loosen up"

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

My life's gotta stuck in my loosen hips,

But i swear to god my biz bad boy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Shit sun never came up

So i ain't giving a fuck

That shit was wack as fuck

Beat box while we team up

Don't work a twosome team, all they'd do is loosen seams

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

Lights coming up, night coming up,

Kids loosen their father

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her