This is a song about "Pull out my dusty nine"

I'll pull out my fencing sword

He appreciates your support

So i pull out my 9 milimeter and put a 2 liter right between his eyes,

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

In my hand theres a nine

You better get yours fore i reach mine

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

Im on my drooly gooly shit,call me rl stine, pull out the power drill take ur spine,

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

Or should i pull my dick out right now and get it over with

I domain over your terrain, then stop! kick you off, pull out my cock,

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

God damn pull out my racks

And all she wants is to dance

When i pull out my cock, and slap her in the face.

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze