Look at that girl, the one that’s passing by
I like the little style she’s sporting
With me, she ran away (Ah-ah-ah)
Dangerous like my Glock
Look at that girl, the one that’s passing by
I like the little style she’s sporting (Ah)
With me, she ran away
Dangerous like my Glock (Ah-ah-ah)
The girl follows me, she’s the sensation of the block
I want her until the mic cuts out
Don’t worry, the doors close tight
Ask for whatever you want, ’cause what I want is to give it to you
Small like my Glock
She connects like a 30-round magazine to the Glock
With me, she ran away
Girl, go ahead, move that body (¡Prr!)
And, baby, let yourself go
In the club, such a sweet doll
And, baby, let yourself go
In the club, she got flirty
Look at that girl, the one that’s passing by
I like the little style she’s sporting
With me, she ran away
Dangerous like my Glock
Look at that girl, the one that’s passing by
I like the little style she’s sporting
With me, she ran away
Dangerous like my Glock
Ah, and dangerous like a shotgun
I already sent her to get ready
Baby, your booty is the goal
And you’re waiting for me to hit it
Ah-ah, ah-ah, she’s waiting for me to hit it
Ah-ah, ah-ah, she’s waiting for me to hit it
Baby, she’s waiting for me to hit it
Baby, she’s waiting for me to hit it