This is a song about "Pour it up"

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

Grab a glass baby, lemme pour the champagne/

Working the drywall partying it up

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

I just step up in the club pour it up on a bad bitch that be wearing thong.

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs

Fun, sucks that i'm too tall for the tub

Ask me what i'm drinking pour it up

Bend her over, pour it out,thats a teapot

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Can we pour some liquor

Said when i do dirt wit her

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck