This is a song about "White boys"

Cuz if i like what i see ill pick my choice

First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys

Simply out of this world by choice

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

Boys took his brain hostage,

Cuz damn that boys mighty fine

But most of the time

She gets my problems fixed when i hear her voice

The dirty south boys,i just thank god i made it out boys,

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Bumping heavy d and the boys

Always knew where the pot was

Just show them boys whos boss