This is a song about "Naughty boys"

First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

You a lady boss, now you fly free

In my old school, with the naughty

Not to be naughty but to hang out downtown

Try to keep my spirits up, that's why i lays it down

Yea, dc boy today i'm out the stadium with dollars

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

Simply out of this world by choice

You don't mess with 12, my boys

I think she's probably done with boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics

And they'll start shaking their naughty bits