Hornz Lyrics

Three-oh, three-oh, three-oh Three-oh, three-oh, three-oh Three-oh, three-oh, three-oh Three-oh, three-oh, three-oh
I'm 'a hit you from the back I'm not coming to your party Shake it, shake it, shake it like you- Get your hands up Take-take that
Mother fucker fake rap I'm 'a hit you from the back Choke chain I'm hot baby you're not poisonous pill Punk-punk-punk-pu-punk-punk bitch Colorado
(Day one) A chapel and glistening (Day three) The sun is shining on a perfect beach (Day six) A train that isn't whistling (Day ten) And I don't want to see you off again
We know the most crunk Indie city choking chimeny-sweeper Turn up your radio The song we play will blow the speakers
Don't stop whistlin' To let them know what they've been missing Turn the jukebox on The song we play will blow the system
(Day one) A chapel and glistening (Day three) The sun is shining on a perfect beach (Day six) A train that isn't whistlin' (Day ten) And I don't want to see you off again
We know the most crunk Indie city choking chimeny-sweeper Turn up your radio The song we play will blow the speakers
Don't stop whistlin' To let them know What they've been missing Turn the jukebox on The song we play will blow the system
We know the most crunk Indie city choking chimeny-sweeper Turn up your radio The song we play will blow the speakers
Don't stop whistlin' To let them know What they've been missing Turn your jukebox up The song we play will blow the system
No ones been, no ones been The cherry in that eye And it's burning under my skin Carrying, carrying The lady back to work
But that should be the first thing No ones been, no ones been The carpenter I've been Building you this cabinet
Burying burying Those heroes as they're gasping But that should be the last thing