Bottle And A Gun - Hollywood Undead

It was once a dark, lonely summer's eve on the lonely streets of Sunset

When the Lord called upon six crazy emcees:

J-Dog, Charlie Scene, Johnny 3 Tears, Da Kurlzz, and Tha Produca

Hey, uh!

Man, you forgot the homie, Funny Man, come on, dawg, aw!

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

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

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 the voice so low

It'll make your speakers explode

And I'll drop your panties to the floor

Let me bend you over, let me lay you sideways

Hop in the back, girl, it's Freaky Friday

If you got beef, then you better step up, bitch

Hollywood Undead ain't nothing 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 flashbacks

I get drunk and do the same old, same old

Take three girls home and call them Charlie's Angels

What you 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 2Pac's 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 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

Come on, girl, let me show you how

Let's get freaky-deaky now

Get down, I'll show you how

Come on, girl, let me show you how

Let's get freaky-deaky now

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

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 biceps like the Rock

Buy Tom's soul back from Rupert Murdoch

Bitch!

What, motherfucker?