This is a song about "Make her vomit"

I like my girls skinny with brains

Vomit all on the drapes

When im done shove her down the stairs and make you listen to her scream ur name,

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

Isn't it ironic when i label 21st century songs vomit,

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

I got that cold flow, winnipeg, this is work

Don't want to anger her, or make her irked

Make her scream my name, thats the g spot

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

So strong, was her will to make her home in his arms,

And make her fall on her face and don't be a retard

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

Make emcees vomit then i comment of how the want to commit

Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip