This is a song about "Stuff"

Play hard to get, females get jealous

Yeah i remember all that stuff,

You in to that animal stuff

Pocket racked up all big faces

Together all the timethought it was true love

If u get caught and cuffed/drop that stuff

I'm hooked on that good stuff

Don’t you be holding back, your love

On the slow jam of love

My stuff rollin, gotta be tuff

Cause my thing something vicious

He's the one doing his stuff

Don't fuck around and make it true

Punchin stuff just dont get through

My bitch is the type of bitch that niggas wanna cuff

Still stomping the chumps when they mouths get to talking that stuff