This is a song about "Sexy lips"

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Darker than a fucka lips

The right-to-kiss his dead wife's lips

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Thick lips and a sick class

Lights will flash, cars will crash

But let something i don't like slip past your lips

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

Locked behind lips that acted like gates

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Dont ask me howard ill smack dwight of ya lips

He's angry, maybe cause he wants a dick in his big lips

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics