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[Intro]

It was once a dark lonely summer's eve

On the lonely streets of Sunset

When the lord called upon 6 crazy m.c's

J Dog, Charlie Scene, Johnny 3 Tears, Da Kurlzz, and Tha Producer!

(*spoken*)

Hey! Uh, man you forgot the homie funny man, C'mon!

[Chorus]

And I can show you how to hump

without making love

The way you look at me,

I can tell that you're a freak

And I'll be laying in the sun,

bottle and a gun

The way you look at me,

I can tell that you're a freak

[Verse 1]

My clothes are always retro

Sexual like I'm hetero

And I play a bitch like nintendo (ZELDA!)

Take a fun ride in my benzo

Funny as fuck, I should do stand up

Bust caps at the crowd like I don't give a fuck (fuck you)

Got a gold ass grill

Hit me on the sidekick if you wanna chill

Hop in the ride, let's roll

I'm a barritone with a voice that's so low

It'll make your speakers explode

And I'll drop your panties to the floor (AH!)

Let me bend you over, let me lay you sideways

Hop in the back girls, its freaky friday

If you got beef, then you better step up bitch

Hollywood Undead ain't nothin' to fuck with

[Chorus]

And I can show you how to hump

without making love

The way you look at me,

I can tell that you're a freak

And I'll be laying in the sun,

bottle and a gun

The way you look at me,

I can tell that you're a freak

[Verse 2]

Girl, come and smoke my poll like a Marlboro

Introduce me to your mom as Charles

It's Charlie Scene, Shake your ass to the bass

Wait till you see my face, hey bitch!

Wear tight jeans that show your ass crack

My first name gives Vietnam flash backs

I get drunk and do the same old, same old

Take the girls home and call them Charlies Angels

What'chu gonna do after we get signed?

I'm gonna lose my mind

Get 30 inch spinners and pimp my ride

Go back in time, be there that night and save 2 pacs life

Then pay my fine for getting caught fucking on the Hollywood sign

I got the game on lock

I'll have a bottle and a glock

with bisceps like The Rock

buy tom's soul back from rupert murdock(hey!)

[Chorus]

And I can show you how to hump

without making love

The way you look at me,

I can tell that you're a freak

And I'll be laying in the sun,

bottle and a gun

The way you look at me,

I can tell that you're a freak

[Bridge]

Get down, I'll show you how

C'mon girl, let me show you how

Let's get freaky deaky now

(*repeat*)

[Chorus]

And I can show you how to hump

without making love

The way you look at me,

I can tell that you're a freak

And I'll be laying in the sun,

bottle and a gun

The way you look at me,

I can tell that you're a freak

[Outro]

Get down, I'll show you how

If you got beef, then you better step up bitch

Hollywood Undead ain't nothing to fuck with

Get down, I'll show you how

I'll have a bottle and a glock

with bisceps like The Rock

buy tom's soul back

to rupert murdock

(*spoken*)

BITCH! What motherfucker?!

Hollywood Undead - Bottle And A Gun – текст


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