This is a song about "Pants a gorl"

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands

And a 'please to meet cha' when they reach in, the deep ends of your knee pants

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Doing nothing but braggin saggin my pants spitting like a dragon

To the same plant, and the same pants

Know it good when she go no hands

Bring the battering ram where you live

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

Why's the mouse sticky can you pickup your pants

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

If u keep takin dollars out they pants

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Two for the pads, and two to take down your momma's pants