This is a song about "Workin on that butt"

And it was nothing to you but hands on my butt

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club

End up workin' at mcdonalds, on welfare and give 'em hell,

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

Sicker than these niggas on they grind, workin' nine to five,

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Fuck you up the butt with such a force that it broke the richter scale,

Turn into bitch ass niggasi'm sick of bein stuck in tha county jail

I’ve been workin hard with all my might.

And you're, approaching me right

I know you're mad, but so what

I like to poop out of my butt,

Whilst these others fucks workin security guard

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

But i'm so smoothe like baby butt

Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud