But Hollywood Undead broadens its parameters this time, too, pulling out. and this is a big FUCK YOU to all you jealous bitches, that get mad that Im fucking your boyfriends. Turn off the lights and now I'm gonna film it Turn on the night-vision like she's Paris Hilton Funny Man walked in and said 'chupa mi pito' Then she munched on his dick like a macho burrito Fuck yeah Deuce: Bitches I hope you know I won't stop till I hit that hoe Baby come say hello And get your drunk ass over here let's bone Bitches I hope. Those who miss it, however, should be heartened by Hollywood Undead's second. Yo, I'm in the Coupe DeVille with the shiny rims Playing these bitches like a violin I got more freaks than a carnival Pop the trunk, there's my arsenal I got bats, gats, straps, so let's start a war I'll eat you alive like a carnivore My guns need nicotine, they smoke more than me I'm with my boy Charles P, he'll go to war with me Ooh, wee, yo King Kong swinging from a tree Dropping on these haters, so they bleed I'm coming at you bitches full-speed "Funny Man, lay off the weed" Oh, people get jealous when I'm skating on Daytons And that's like Freddy Kruger hating on Jason That's got the Funny Man losing his patience Leave you dead in a ditch on Highland and Franklin That's when we ride on bitches You fucking faggot snitches So don't you try, we're packing nines We leave you dead in ditches Undead! What! Say what the fuck! Six shooters up! Now, what the fuck? Point them up! Who's down to ride, who's down to ride? Undead, pop shots, we're down to die Who's down to die, who's down to die? Undead, pop shots, we're bound to ride Black hat sideways, white-bold "LA" Flat on your back, leave you smoked like an ashtray Wig split, face ripped, nod if you're listening Shot to the cross, leave you dead like a Christian Pop, pop Your heart just stops, stops When I just cock, cock my gun 'Cause I shoot for fun, that's how the west was won I sell an ounce, and then I sell two more Then I come to collect with the pistol 44 There's some truth to that about the weed or the gat You may never know, just leave it at. Hollywood Undead - Turn Off The Lights Lyrics. Born out of the taste-marker series DSCVR, this annual list showcases the best global artists Vevo has tipped to break through to the mainstream. Hollywood Undead song meanings and interpretations with user discussion.
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