This is a song about "Three pointer"

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

Put three g's on the three j's signed to the roc/

25 with an ltime to prepare to do fed time

Level three to nine try and define,

Well, we are the roses

Three critter creeps, twitter this

When i count to three, you flea

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

From the discussion of top three

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

Or two. or maybe three?

Bait baby, wait baby

Knowing you can no longer party

Yo man bars part number three