Im blowin on keesha , I dnt blow no men
And I keep bad b**hes runnin in and out of my crib
Servin n***as like its dinner time
So much ice u think its winter time
And she know my dick game good
but im better wen I lick that pantyline
I gotta bounty all of u rappers
New orleans saint sh**
Candy paint on my old school
U could watch my paint drip