yo do the glock baby boy like a chicknfill clock baby don't know how to do well u got the chicken pox.Baby u like bamby and then I put u in a lammy don't u ever see it through cuz u know I'm coming for u.Cuz I love u too I see the sunshine in ur face and I feel like a heat race.Baby don't u know wenwontnletnit go then u say we got it be very day.U just gotta do da glock.Do da do da block.U just gotta do da glock.