This is a song about "Persian wine"

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

Barley-wine brews and broiling brats

And i'm not just saying that cause i drank a whole box of wine

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

Together all the timethought it was true love

Persian togas surrounded by lions, thats ferocious

Two ties and a loss, this is my time to shine, confidence combined with fine wine.

My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like mine

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Private flights, finest wine, broads, fame, chains, diamonds,

Aging like wine, just check my vintage

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

If they find that stash box just one time

From sipping all of this red wine

You burnett's while i'm a fine wine.

Save some, save none at the same time