[Intro:]
This a little uh poem I wrote for this girl

[Verse:]
Damn girl, your booty so big got me thinking about damn what happens if your booty wasn't as big
I mean the shit got me tripping and it shouldn't have me tripping cause I'm not Juicy J, I don't stay trippy
But I stay hippy, got my hair long, my money longer
Damn girl your hair longer than mine, I like that
Damn girl, you up on me yeah I like that
Uh, goddamn girl you so dope, I just wanna light that
But I don't really know what's going on, because you don't really ever call me back
But you always call me at 5 AM in the morning
Damn right when I'm still yawning, what the fuck is going on?
You want some or do you want some not?
Do you love me or do you love me not?
Do you want me or do you want me not? yeah
We need to talk this out, I don't really know
If not then you just know I don't really fuck with hoes
So either you're a hoe or you're not
To be or not to be that's the crude question
To be or not to be yeah that's the real question
Goddamn Gucci FlopFlops, yeah