Bikini

Lyrics
[Verse 1] So-so-so Son what you in for? Marking up the gym floor Parking in the loading dock with broken locks and pitch forks Wind storm face mask taken from the Woolworth's Aisle five and pile driving idolizing Kool Herc School shirt mascot boosted from the Goodwill Tuning up the medicine with spoon fulls of bush mills Groups in the foot hills gather at the sheriff's house Swearing it's American to bare a grin and air 'em out Ferris wheel loophole, boot sole, hammer toe Gutted from that fuck shit and the duck lip on the camera phone Stand alone peace train, bars in the pillow case Full metal jacket got them latches on the widow make Still awake, blood shot, slurry from the spinal tap Vixens with the six inch want to turn him into Spirographs Simulcast in HD maybe all the chimney smoke Will let them know you hate me and there's late fees on the video Hollywood square biz, listen man they'll cut your throat Cruising for a bruising and confusing it with bumper boats Hunger mode chicken scratch ashes on the second rail The third one's for the your highness that is tired of his bed of nails Heads or tails, either way we can play sudden death Send it in for review and to renew all the love that's left Budget for the winter months nip and tuck happy meals Or we can take our chances on the canvas of the battle field [Chorus] My whip got a girl in bikini on it My crib got bikini wit' no girl in it My life not easy waste no time talking So I like mines freaky like no speed limit My whip got a girl in bikini on it My crib got bikini wit' no girl in it My life not easy waste no time talking So I like mines freaky like no speed limit [Verse 2] When Mamma doesn't love you right and Poppa preaches eye for eye And all your friends are lunatics that swap beliefs with diatribes You Idolize the industry isn't even sturdy now Bitch about the system and start wishing you could burn it down Word of mouth bird in hand circumstance of corner noise And pissed away a future for a new shirt and some corduroys Sort the boys from the men and feel like someone's watching me But knowing I'm keystone in the freak show full of oddity's A modern chic vintage line couture on the furniture A cabin in the Barren Pines and terrify the murderers And work till you got hungry or get gussied up and unemployed I'm proud to be American and money is my drug of choice [Chorus] My whip got a girl in bikini on it My crib got bikini wit' no girl in it My life not easy waste no time talking So I like mines freaky like no speed limit My whip got a girl in bikini on it My crib got bikini wit' no girl in it My life not easy waste no time talking So I like mines freaky like no speed limit
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Credits
- Writers
- Rob Sonic