I lost my heart on a Monday And I'm still ripped off and passed out Too much alcohol, it chopped my acid One of these girls make my day for real And I got to tell you a little something about the way that I feel I don't know more what she wants But it doesn't matter I know that they can do it better No older woman can do it the way they do *** more experience than they choose you I just cannot explain Why these girls always hit me like an A-train With their body soft skin and their curly hair They try to look innocent but they always start to sin HELL WITH THEM! HELL WITH THEM! They knock you out at the drop of a dime First eye contact, yeah that's the moment when you wanna die But when you take a look down south You see a hell of a body, only way to bash your eyes out Drink a boo after school, kiss an ex-friend's girlfriend's hand's always where the skirt ends They wanna make you hot, no doubt And you wanna take a shot, no doubt We can give this the way that they wanna play Naughty thoughts and a surprise under they shorts At any given time she wants to do you, screw you Use and abuse you like she's always used to You can run but you cannot hide You're a two second brother when your hips collide You know who we're talking about, no doubt The little young nasties, no doubt HELL WITH THEM! HELL WITH THEM! HELL WITH THEM! HELL WITH THEM! HELL WITH THEM!