preppy white girls getting in touch with their inner thug listening to rap on the way to the club. No grill, no bling-bling, and they don't understand a single phrase that Homey "G" says a thousand times in the song. They all got a little gangsta in 'em though. Neutral gang colors, giving props to the peeps, Got they mind on they money and all that. Fo shizzle!!
Man, them bitch ass hos be trippin fo sho!!!
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