Hollywood Undead Lyrics

9. Bottle And A Gun

[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! 

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

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 

My clothes are always retro 
Sexual like I'm hetero 
And I play a bitch like nintendo (ZELDA!) 
Take her for a 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 baritone 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, FREAKY FRIDAYS! 
If you got beef, then you better step up bitch 
Hollywood Undead ain't nothin' to fuck with 

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 

Girl, come and smoke my pole 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 them 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 three girls home, and call them Charlie's 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 Pac's life 
Then pay my fine for getting caught fucking on the Hollywood side 
I got the game on lock 
I'll have a bottle and a glock 
With biceps like The Rock 
Buy Tom's soul back from Rupert Murdoch

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 

Get down, I'll show you how 
C'mon girl, let me show you how 
Let's get freaky deaky now 
[repeat]

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 

Get down, 
(Get down)
I'll show you how 
(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, 
(Get down)
I'll show you how 
(I'll show you how)
I'll have a bottle and a glock 
With biceps like The Rock 
Buy Tom's soul back from Rupert Murdoch 

BITCH! What motherfucker!

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