Bottle And A Gun chords and lyrics - HOLLYWOOD UNDEAD

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[Verse 1]
[Em]It was once a dark
lonely [A]summer's [G]eve
On [C]the lonely streets of Sunset
[B]When the lord called upon
[Em]seven [G]crazy [A]m.c's
J [C]Dog, Charlie Scene, Johnny [B]3 Tears,

[Verse 2]
Da Kurlzz, and The Producer
[Em]Hey, uh, man you forgot the
homie funny man, c'mon

[Verse 3]
And I can show you how [A]to
hump [Em]without [A]making [C]love
The way you look at me,
[B]I can tell that you're a fre[Em]ak
And I'll be laying in [A]the sun,
[Em]bottle [D]and a [C]gun
The way you look at me,
[B]I can tell that you're a fre[Em]ak

[Verse 4]
My clothes are always retro
[Am]Sexual like I'm [A]hetero
And I [C]play a bitch like Nintendo (Zelda)
Take her for [Em]ride in my Benzo
Funny as fuck, I should do stand up
Bust [Am]caps at the crowd like I [A]don't
give a [D]fuck[C](fuck you)
Got a gold ass grill
Hit me on the [B]sidekick if you wanna chill
[Em]Hop in the ride, let's roll
I'm a [A]baritone with a voice so low
It'll [C]make your speakers explode
And I'll [B]drop your panties
to the floor (ah)
Let me [Em]bend you over,
let me lay you sideways
[Am]Hop in the back girls, f[A]reaky Fridays
[C]If you got beef,
then you better step up bitch
Hol[B]lywood Undead ain't

[Verse 5]
nothin' to fuck with
[Em]And I can show you how to hump[A]
[Em]without [A]making [C]love
The way you look at me,
[B]I can tell that you're a fre[Em]ak
And I'll be laying in [A]the sun,
[Em]bottle [Am]and a g[C]un
The way you look at me,
[B]I can tell that you're a fre[Em]ak

[Verse 6]
Girl, come and smoke my pole like a Marlboro
[Am]
Introduce me to your [A]mom as Charles
It's [C]Charlie Scene,
Shake your ass to the bass
Wait till you see my [Em]face,
hey bitch
Wear them tight jeans that
show your ass [A]crack
My first [Am]name gives [A]Vietnam flash backs
[C]I get drunk and do the same old,
same old
[B]Take three girls home
and call them Charlies Angels
[Em]What'chu gonna do after
we get signed?
I'm gonna [Am]lose my mind
[A]Get 30 inch spinners and [C]pimp my ride
Go back in time,
[B]be there that night and save [Em]2Pac's life
Then pay my fine for getting caught
fucking on the [Am]Hollywood sign
I got the [A]game on lock
I'll have a [C]bottle and a glock
With biceps like The Rock
Buy [B]Tom's soul back from Rufford
[Em]Murdock (hey)

[Verse 7]
And I can show you how [A]to
hump [Em]without [A]making [C]love
The way you look at me,
[B]I can tell that you're a fre[Em]ak
And I'll be laying in [A]the sun,
[Em]bottle [D]and a [C]gun
The way you look at me,
[B]I can tell that you're a fre[Em]ak

[Interlude 1]
[Am][Em][Am][C][B]
[Em]

[Verse 8]
Get [Am]down, I'll show you [Em]how[A]
[C]C'mon girl, let me show you how
Let's [Em]get freaky deaky now

[Verse 9]
And I can show you how to [A]hump
[Em]without [A]making [C]love
The way you look at me,
[B]I can tell that you're a fre[Em]ak
And I'll be laying in [A]the sun,
[Em]bottle [Am]and a gun
[C]The way you look at me,
[B]I can tell that you're a fre[Em]ak

[Verse 10]
Get down, I'll show you [Am]how[A][D]
[C]If you got beef,
then you better step up bitch
[Em]Hol lywood Und[B]ead ain't
nothing to fuck [Em]with
Get down, I'll show you [Am]how
I'll [Em]have a [D]bot[C]tle and a glock
With biceps like The Rock
Buy [B]Tom's soul back from
Rufford Murdock
Bitch, what motherfucker