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 six crazy MC's
J-Dog, Charlie Scene, Johnny 3 Tears, Da Kurlzz, and Tha Producer!
Ay, man you forgot the homie Funnyman, c'mon dawg.

[Hook:]
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 layin' in the sun, bottle and a gun
The way you look at me, I can tell that you're a freak.

[Ver1:]
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 club 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 the voice that's so low
It'll make your speakers explode
And I drop your panties to the floor
Lemme bend you over, lemme 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 nothin' to fuck with.

[Hook]

[Ver2:]
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 'til 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 thirty inch spinners and pimp my ride
Go back in time
Be there that night and save 2Pac's life
Then pay my fine
For gettin' caught fuckin' 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.

[Hook]

* Get down, I'll show you how
C'mon girl lemme show you how, and let's get freaky deaky now. [x2]

[Hook]

[Outro:]
Get down, I'll show you how
If you got beef, then you better step up bitch
Hollywood Undead ain't nothin' 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 mothafucka?