This is a song about "Old ladies"

Make the ladies' panties fog

Put my trust in my dog

I need more time to explore and pull the ladies,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Ladies and gents, sorry to keep you all waiting,

Eighty spirits of ladies cause shady murdered the virgins

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

Must be my sex appeal, the ladies ideal

Making all the ladies wanna come home with me

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

Cuz i'm pulling skirts up exposing you ladies,

Cause the ladies love me, they be sittin'

She’s a star if i ever seen one