This is a song about "Twerk for me"

That you can blame me for

Not one j got a pair or more

And gave the coldest smirk

Please... twerk twerk, let that ass work,

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

Crockadillys are the shoes for me

You don't drink, more for me

Looking at your money

Summertime in the city

He was never there for me

Could prepare me for the answer

Not even my favorite rapper

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

And made twerk like miley and give my ass a good kiss

Hey, must be the money

Check please, a feast for me