Kristin Nicole RothDavis
Lil' chillins runnin' 'round
Actin' like supa villians.
Babies cryin', Mother's tryin'
Ole' men caughin' and a snortin',
Women of all ages beggin' to be seen,
The ladies behind the front counter
Pretendin' to be supportin' all those
Who walk through their doors,
The man standin' next to you smells