This is a song about "My dog bruno"

And control this shit yourself dog.

Okay man you do the drop

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

Verse 1: bruno mars still gayer than his juke box.

Always keep a goalie on on me, i ain't for that maury talk

Must of forgot that i lost my noggin long before the game dog,

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

C'mere slut! (shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog!)

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

Shorty i'm a dog don't handle no broad

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

My ideas bout to be in the marketplace like a dog shoo

Woof, bitch, top dog lay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

I got all stars and you can check my bench

Non-fictional is my dog like go fetch