Sexy Teenagers - Free Meek Mill

When you hear me knocking, boy you better open the door
Me and my friends are all here and we're looking to score
Can't you hear me pounding? Do you think you're keeping us out
We came for your shit. Don't you know we fucking run this town

Na Na Na's and Whoa's

Next time we won't ask so nicely
Next time we won't be so polite
Next time you better get the count right
Black duffle bag zipped up, packed tight
Next time we won't be so polite

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