This is a song about "Tacos sweaty basketball"

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

Stupid-ass, he been in the game like basketball, but no,

If i don't make that man there dance

Temtation makes you sweaty like wax

Play basketball you can't even fuckin jump shot

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Basketball, you are flat

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

You ain't ready, i can tell cuz your hands sweaty/

Like basketball i toss the alley

Cause you love me, call me daddy

Basketball without rim shillings

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

I'm hot, and ready you better be sweaty,

Mommy all on me cause i'm touching her belly