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Artist/Band:
Hollywood Undead
Lyrics for Song: Gangsta Sexy
Lyrics for Album: American Tragedy [2011]
Gangsta
Gangsta
So Gangsta
Gangsta
Got my diamond earrings
Gangsta
Gonna turn you on
So gangsta
I preserve my sexy
And I'm packing heat
So dont disrespect me
I love it when the DJ throws my song on
I hit the dance floor and get my sing along on
I love to spit the choruses when I'm on one
My c-walks too hot, I done ripped my Sean Jean
Smellin' so fly, i got the Hugo Boss on
You got the type of booty I'd like to put my paws on
We can roll in the Fiesta, just to get our floss on
I got the speakers bumpin' straight, bangin' the Thong Song
Got my hair did, Got my shit braided up
Rollin' with Funny Man and he's breakin' a blunt
Snatch it outta his hand and now I'm blazin' it up
Took another sip of Henny, now im faded as fuck
Yo Charlie Scene, tell me where you got them shades at?
You know i've had this OG style since way back
Sittin' in VIP blowin' trees I'm layed back
This bitch is gonna be another notch in my wave cap
Gangsta
Got my diamond earrings
Gangsta
Gonna turn you on
So gangsta
I preserve my sexy
And i'm gonna beat it up
If you let me
Gangsta
Diamonds all up on me
Gangsta
Gonna turn you on
So gangsta
I preserve my sexy
And I'm packin' heat
So don't disrespect me
I'm just so damn flossy
I know what you like
There ain't no gangsta like me
I'ma give it to you every time
Hold up and let me lace up the Tim's
I'm only twenty-six but so is the rims
I wanna hit the dance floor and thrust my pelvis
I look so good a million bucks is jealous
So i parked the Huffy, kicked down the kick stand
Payed the twenty doller cover and i got me a wristband
Got bitches to my neck like i'm standin' in quicksand
If they talk to me twice they better talk to my pimp hand
Got the Laker jersey and the platinum chain
Two bluetooth's and a pinky ring
Gettin' drunk as fuck off that Tangeray
Beer goggles on, i'm talkin' to a grenade
Yo, Charlie Scene tell me how you got so flossy
It isn't my fault that all the ladies want me
I just roll with the posse, who's cool like Fonzy
And known to be flashier than paparazzi
Gangsta
Got my diamond earrings
Gangsta
Gonna turn you on
So gangsta
I preserve my sexy
And i'm gonna beat it up
If you let me
Gangsta
Diamonds all up on me
Gangsta
Gonna turn you on
So gangsta
I preserve my sexy
And I'm packin' heat
So don't disrespect me
I'm just so damn flossy
I know what you like
There ain't no gangsta like me
I'ma give it to you every time
Freeze, At ease
Let Funny Man bang on these keys
I'm about to get it crackin' and freaky deaky
All the ladies in the world just dying to meet me
'Cause nothing about me is ever cheesy
I'll get you in the bed and make it squeaky squeaky
Lookin' so damn fly as i hit the club
Low ride west side, yes we throwin' it up
Make my way to the dance floor to burn it up
Now go ahead and hit the chorus and turn it up
Gangsta
Got my diamond earrings
Gangsta
Gonna turn you on
So gangsta
I preserve my sexy
And i'm gonna beat it up
If you let me
Gangsta
Diamonds all up on me
Gangsta
Gonna turn you on
So gangsta
I preserve my sexy
And I'm packin' heat
So don't disrespect me
I'm just so damn flossy
I know what you like
There ain't no gangsta like me
I'ma give it to you every time
I'm just so damn flossy
I know what you like
There ain't no gangsta like me
I'ma give it to you every time
Give it to you every
Give it to you every
Give it to you every time
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| Album Lyrics: American Tragedy [2011] |
Hollywood Undead
"American Tragedy [2011]"
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