This is a song about "The d"

Just thirsty chicks tryna see the d

Don't worry bout a thang baby

Bumping heavy d and the boys, still chunky, but funky

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Lets come up to my city

You ain't detroit, im the d

They love me, for the d,

To them it's just a story

Salt'n'pepa and heavy d up in the limousine

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

This is just the w-double e-d, speaking through me,

She know i got the force like a j e d i

Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die