This is a song about "Nice clothes"

Nice hotel, nice weed, nice beer, nice ass

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

If we ain't right and always at the throats

Went down the aisles, snatchin all the clothes

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Learn it by the g code, fire under them street clothes,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Route 66 & plus, i'm only stopping to change clothes

Take her back to where i live

Why can't you just play nice

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

My bankrolls, got the cops comin in plain clothes