This is a song about "Rap thug lady"

I want a woman not a lady

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

So search hard till you find your lady,

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Cut out the light janelle's the electric lady

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

I'm after lady boyle

Till my juices rain ooze down into lakes, like oil

Got my spoon tucked, you know im a thug

I know you're mad, but so what

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

Treated like dirt, living like a thug

Regret the days i mistreated that lady

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see