This is a song about "Scoop"

Sort of remind you, why you don’t court no vagina

I swooped up the number 1 pick like i had the scoop from the

Get the scoop on the cologne, belt, and shoe section

Bitch i got my swag card, natural protection

Pockets probably like fried food

Just call you know i'll come scoop

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

The gospel or scoop the message let out of the coop

See me off the bay with san quinn in a beige coupe

Then scoop up the wrong head to wash your skin flute

Have your girlfriend calling an ambulance to come scoop yo ass up

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Then scoop up the wrong head to wash your skin flute

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Wish i get i could produced by scoop de-ville, no need to take pills