This is a song about "Popin the choppa bet we gonna get ya"

I let that choppa intersect ya

Educate yourselves, of africa

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls

We three gonna be the next leaders

Ya girl know i do it bet-ter , she know i get her wet-ter

Since wale met me he only rode a benz or better

Dance like it's hammer time in the lime light, ya gonna score

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

No where to get titty fucked by a huge rack, i bet the dead would

Rev up the lamborghini, and hail it for you

The haters gonna walk up and spit on ya shoe