This is a song about "Windows vista"

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

The windows rolling down the boulevard. want something outta me but i don't do

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Blasting recovery, windows down, so your buddies dash, my buddies laugh

I think that she knows

Had looked through the windows!

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

Blasting recovery, windows down, so your buddies dash, my buddies laugh

Green windows looking like they're made of stained glass, gothic

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

Framed stain-glass windows with white widows closing in/

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Lookin out the plane windows

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines