This is a song about "Scoop"

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

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

Just call you know i'll come scoop

I’m saving major loot

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

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

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Then scoop up the wrong head to wash your skin flute

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

Then scoop up the wrong head to wash your skin flute

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

The gospel or scoop the message let out of the coop

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

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

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

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga