Текст песни Hipster Shakes - Black Pistol Fire
My
baby
talks
so
much
she
lose
her
mind,
Her
violent
hips
and
she
knows
how
to
treat
me
right
Oh
don't
worry
and
a
(vacant?)
mind
Chugging
gasoline
and
she
know
how
to
start
a
fire
Too
high,
just
a
baby
child
Little
heart
breaker,
old
enough
to
tow
the
line
A
cheeky
smile
and
her
daddy's
good
looks
She
grew
up
hard,
stealin'
hearts
just
like
a
rook
Roll
me
over
time
again,
papa
don't
approve
I
said
roll
me
over,
time
again,
papa
don't
approve
about
the
way
she
walks
You
better
watch
your
man,
before
she
steals
him
too.
You
better
watch
your
man,
I
won't
be
made
a...
I've
got
mind
to
give
ya
talking
to,
turn
me
over
chica
Darling
I
ain't
done
wit
you,
c'mon
sugar,
won't
you
take
my
shot
Arms
up
on
the
car
show
me
what
you
really
got
Too
high,
just
a
baby
child
Little
heart
breaker,
old
enough
to
tow
the
line
A
cheeky
smile
and
her
daddy's
good
looks
She
grew
up
hard,
stealin'
hearts
just
like
a
rook
Roll
me
over
time
again,
papa
don't
approve
I
said
roll
me
over,
time
again,
papa
don't
approve
about
the
way
she
walks
You
better
watch
your
man,
before
she
steals
him
too.
You
better
watch
your
man,
I
won't
be
made
a.
Hey
mama
the
way
you
roll
that
cone,
oh
see
you
cuppin'
and
a
rattlin'
those
bones
C'mon
down
and
do
the
hipster
shake,
someone
let
me
out
my
cage
You
better
watch
your
man,
before
she
steals
yours
too.
You
better
watch
your
man,
I
won't
be
made
a
fool
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