Yeah, high top Versaces, I got high top socks I got popsicle diamonds, they no lie, ahk I got hot yellow shit suckin' my socks off (Slurp) It's so crazy how this money start a lot of stuff (What?) Fuck it, look at how much money startin' to double up

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

Yeah, livin' life like this Gotta paint a picture when I write like this Tales from my hood, not a sight like this Where they up to no good on a night like this And they murder motherfuckers just cause Type of shit I see and probably wonder what it was I

To's los míos están bien, 'tamos bien, hey Joda, que se joda, que se joda, hey, hey No hay nada mal, estamos bien, 'tá to' bien, hey Yeah, yeah (yeah) 'Tamos bien (wuh), yeh Sobran los billetes de cien, yeah No te preocupes, estamos bien (wuh-uh), hey

Oh Bo Diddley (hey, Bo Diddley) Ooh la la that rock 'n roll Yeah Bo Diddley (hey, Bo Diddley) Now listen here to the story of Bo Diddley The rock 'n roll scene in general Bo Diddley was born Ellis McDaniels In a place called McCoom In Mississippi about

Earth a run red Ten year old a look dem owna tea bread I hear a next youth dead whoa I hear a next youth dead yeah Hey yeah yeah Hey watch the places you walk and mind The way you talk Watch out fi the vampire who will sneak up in the dark Watch out for

I'm a gargoyle (word) Got 'em hard boiled (boiled) Where this popcorn? (Pop) I'm on top floors (hey) Bitch, I'm country (top, top, top) I mean Tom Sawyer Black on black mirror (yeah) That is charcoal No (What lil' shawty, what lil' shawty say)

Get it on rider And if you want it, you can lean on me Yeah, we all need someone we can bleed on Let it out rider Well, we all need someone we can lean on Yeah, we all need someone we can lean on She said, my breasts, they will always be open Baby, you

The men don't know, but the little girls understand I'm a back door man C'mon, yeah, yeah, c'mon, yeah I am a, yeah, I'm a back door man Hey, all you people that tryin' to sleep I'm out to make it with my midnight dream, yeah 'Cause I'm a back door man

Gucci, Gucci Louis, Louis, Louis (what they want from me?) Louis, Louis, Louis (I gave it all I had) Louis, Louis, Louis (Louis, Louis, Louis) Gucci, Gucci (Gucci) Oh, I got diamonds on my neck, yeah (Gucci, Gucci, Louis, Louis) I got 'em all singin'