This is a song about "Scoop"

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

Then scoop up the wrong head to wash your skin flute

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

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

So if it comes down, may the best man win

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

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

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

So well it's a spell, hell, makes me wanna shoop, shoop, shoop

The gospel or scoop the message let out of the coop

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Then scoop up the wrong head to wash your skin flute

Just call you know i'll come scoop

I must go like fly route

Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a nigga

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