Bullets — текст песни (Bob Schneider)

I gotta freak I gotta flow
I gotta throw my ass overboard don`t you know
The tip I`m on yeah it`s the bomb
Did I ever tell you that you look a lot like my mom
Yeah and your smart I can tell you pull me apart as well
And then you put me back together hey hey don`t break my heart and sell it for
Ice cream and fudge give me a nudge
Yeah is it live or is it dope honey I`m not the kind to judge

If you got the bullets I got the time
You bring the bullets I`ll bring the wine
You bring your bullets I`ll bring my bat
I can tell you where it is but I can`t tell you where it`s at

Now money honey`s your only friend
You know your friends may take a walk but money`ll be there till the end
You`re in a spin it ain`t no sin
To drink some gin and have yourself some fun oh every now and again
Oh man I`m bleeding so I`m going to bed bro
Because the mad hatter`s crazy and having a party in my head and though
I don`t mind big baby `m getting sleepy
And baby that look that you`ve been giving me is getting kinda creepy

If you got the bullets I got the time
You bring the bullets I`ll bring the wine
You bring your bullets I`ll bring my bat
Let`s get the hell out of town before they find out where we`re at
I can tell you where it is but I can`t tell you where it`s at

And I gotta pig p it wears a wig see
It tells me every single morning boy you`re going to be big b
It`s kinda cutie it plays the flute g
And yeah a flute playing wig wearing pig`s a fucking hootie
I ain`t no blowfish I`m light as air so
I`ve got a million dollar smile and I take it everywhere I go
But you know I keep it hidden deep inside my big ole head
And I only take it out at night when I`m alone in bed