She is the fighter from the streets Old men begging for pleasure by the young girls feet Oh, little princess will you suffer from defeat? Or escape the needle and make me fall? Now you can see her dancing You can see her dancing with me There was once a

Fall off in the spot, every girl coming like a shark Hanging on my necklace, this ain't no ski resort Put that thing in park, I'ma let my fit pick you apart Glowing in the dark, pretty young girls on board Running with the marksmen, everything on point

Glory days, glory days Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye Glory days well they'll pass you by Well alright oo yeah Well alright come on now I had a friend was a big baseball player Back in high school He could throw that speed ball by you Make

Cry agony, cry agony Try honesty, try honesty Take on the whole world, fight with the young girls Die tragedy, die tragedy Hop in your dump truck, reverse for good luck Ride over me, ride over me Call me a cheapskate, come on for Pete's sake Forgive me

Riding with them boys and girls and we're high (high) All we want to do is have a good time (time) Young wild and reckless is how we live life (life) Pray that we make it to twenty one (one, one, one) We make it to twenty one (one, one, one) I'm glad we

Travel fast Imagine how it would be To be at the top Making cash money Go and tour all around the world Tell stories about all the young girls Have a blast

Young and bad All my bitches young and bad (young and bad) P-P-Pull up in that Wraith, and make these bitches pledge allegiance Flood my neck with so much ice, my heart done turned into a freezer Count up them racks (count up them racks) Run up a sack

If all the young men Oh Sally, my dear It's you I'd be kissing She smiled and replied, "You don't know what you're missing" Were hares on the mountain How many young girls would take guns and go hunting? Were fish in the water How many young girls would

Cry agony, cry agony Try honesty, try honesty Take on the whole world, fight with the young girls Die tragedy, die tragedy Hop in your dump truck, reverse for good luck Ride over me, ride over me Call me a cheapskate, come on for Pete's sake Forgive me

That boy is a real pussy pleaser All that fetty but he never met Masika Tuck the chrome 22 in his sneaker El Chapo but he crazy like La Quica Young girls always lookin' for a soulmate But I shoulda listened to what momma told me Furry moon boots, shades