This is a song about "Stinky cheese dog"

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

With these cheese that i'm chewing they should call me stinky bishop/

In rap is like basing parade off of cheese,

Y'all know that nigga in the movies

We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies

Ain't stacking the green, only time there's stashing the cheese,

Where are you gonna go, dog

Let me see you walk

I just wish for big tit chicks and getting cheese

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

Merely lettin the scent from your stinky raps linger,

I said you look like my ex-girlfriend, sister

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Fuck you faggots, i'm with a fat bitch