This is a song about "Sara b"

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

But you just listen to whats supposed to be "cool" b.

Wanna see you work your body

I don't need no props b/

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

I dare you, come at me b

Mentally he's less than me, and i'm guessing sweet as sara lee

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

Da real queen spellin b

C’mon and let’s chill baby

Rap is music with real substance b

Lets come up to my city

First name dizzy last name b

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy

See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.