This is a song about "Your ass o"

See her man face-to-face through the glass

My man got a feel for your ass

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

You better have your face on your ass.

A'int nobody like your mother fucking bitch ass,

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

Your ass looks plumb and ripe,

But we having sex tonight

Got my foot on the gas

While i rise take your ass

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

You with your pot o' gold while i carving different cultures

Growing up i had your posters o

Your girlfriend want to follow