This is a song about "Shook one part two"

One two three, what could it be

Bitch, i might make you my baby

Body bad as hell, her vagina is heaven

Two thousand one born a son of a gun

One two three to late now your gone busted nose

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit

It's only one round, two or three i don't need it

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

When trippin' high on acid, this is my relapse part two,

One two three four five six seven eight nine

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

I bet this one has two husbands

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus