This is a song about "Agree"

Leaving me with no choice but to agree,

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Same to biggie, but i'd think they'd agree

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

And all the fruits agree

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Feeling like i'm on cloud nine but my parents don't agree

Bitches ain't around one thou

Then we agree you feel me now

Then we agree you feel me now

Will somebody please show me how

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift