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Hollywood Undead - Comin' In Hot Hollywood Undead - Comin' In Hot |
*** Autor textu: Hollywood Undead *** Autor hudby: Hollywood Undead | If you got jack in your cup,
Go raise it up [x3]
If you ain’t got enough,
Go fill it up [x3]
[Chorus]
I'm gonna chase this whiskey with Patrón,
I wanna girl on my lap and a jägerbomb;
I'm comin' in hot, you heard me
And I'ma make it rain on the girl who serves me
I drink a fifth of vodka till it’s gone
And if it feels so good then it can't be wrong
I'm comin' in hot, you heard me
And we be taking shots and if not you nerdy
We only leave a pre-party to go party some more
I'm already shit faced before I walk in the door
This girls rubbin on my leg, I never met he before
And now she’s making her way down to my gentleman sword
Might be the drugs talking or the shots of patron
But these bitches look like models and there ready to bone
I'll take 'em back to my parents’ house, we'll be home alone
Slapin chicks and have 'em yelling like Macaulay Culkin
She's tearing it up
Yeah she’s dancing her ass off
This girls like a Mac the way she’s riding my laptop
I’m trying to get my rocks off so don’t try to cockblock
I’ll grab my sawed off and I’ll blow your cock off
You know we drink so much
We getting drunk for weeks
We drink so much goose,
We turning into geese
Me and my crew flap a V through VIP
These bitches play my skin flute like they’re Kenny G
[Chorus]
[Hook]
If you got jack in your cup, go raise it up
If you ain’t got enough, go fill it up
If you had too much, don’t throw it up
And if you ain’t got shit, throw your hands up
Yo, I rolled up drunk on my razor
Fuck all the haters, packing a fat flask of Jager
And I’m drinking acres, don’t need a chaser
Ordered a couple mind erasers
Got the party favors save her for later
I’m a team player take your shots like the Lakers
Strike out the gators, yes I’m a gangster
And I got more ice on my neck then a glacier
Now it’s time to blaze’er
Who’s got the papers?
I heard three’s an after party up at John Mayer’s
Hope it’s a kegger, no but it’s catered
‘bout to squeeze buns like a baker
Girl you’re in danger, hung like a hanger
And I’m ‘bout to black out like I’m Darth Vader
So grab my lightsaber, and savour the flavour
Yeah you know these bitches love semen like a sailor
[Chorus]
[Hook x2]
[Chorus]
If you got jack in your cup,
Go raise it up [x3]
If you ain’t got enough,
Go fill it up [x3]
If you got jack in your cup,
Go raise it up [x3]
If you ain’t got enough,
Go fill it up [x3] |
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