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HOLLYWOOD UNDEAD : The Kids lyrics

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HOLLYWOOD UNDEAD lyrics : "The Kids"

Scene kids, Ghetto jeans, Gangstas, 40's and the bling bling sidekicks

Rollin' with the cleanest feel Shorties, Homies, Hollywood, Moscow, Shake that $$# like you care,

Wave your hands in the air

I go no, no, no,

When I see J-dog, Darth,
The sun god, they keep it hard.
We move slow, slow, slow,

Shorty, get that $$# on the dance floor, Ashley
Come give me more.


Black shirts, Honda Civs, Myspace, Gangstas don't know howda act, Killer tat,
dancing to the fattest tracks


Wood ranch, Hooligans, Jeffrey Star, ^!$$%z in %#@! ally show me where you at,
Beauty bar, we getting fat


Chorus:

I go no, no, no,

When I see J-dog, Darth,
The sun god they keep it hard.
We move slow, slow, slow,

Shorty, get that $$# on the dance floor, Ashley,
Come give me more.


J-dog, just broke up with my girl,
So from now on you see me at club world, Moscow, 82, beat it, Beat it, beat it through ya skull
In the back of %#@! alley.

Get ready for me to
Grab your drink and
Show you my grand finale.


Been accused of being a scene kid,
But I get #[email protected] as is.

Cause your girl just myspace me, I blew off a date with Jeffrey.

To chill with her, to drink with her, To flow with her so I can $#&@ her! I light the dance floor on fire, 82 isn't over you $#&@ing liar


Will someone please Delete Ricky's account
Don't let me find out,

Who took EvanThomas 750's out,

Cause I'll knock you the $#&@ out.

Drinking 40's with the Frauds,
On the phone with my mom,
Cause I can't pay my rent,

Money was lent.

Messaging my wife

Getting drunker than life and
I'm on the dance floor, But I always want more


$#&@ the pain away,
Make it through the day
$#&@ the pain away,

Make it through the day
$#&@ the pain away,
Make it through the day

$#&@ the pain away,
Make it through the day
$#&@ the pain away,

Make it through the day
$#&@ the pain away,
Make it through the day

$#&@ the pain away,
Make it through the day
$#&@ the pain away,

Make it through the day

Scene kids, Ghetto jeans, Gangstas, 40's and the bling bling sidekicks Rollin' with the cleanest feel Shorties, Homies, Hollywood, Moscow, Shake that $$# like you care,

Wave your hands in the air

Chorus:


I go no, no, no, When I see J-dog, Darth, The sun god they keep it hard.
We move slow, slow, slow,
Shorty, get that $$# on the dance floor, Ashley,
Come give me more.


What's up
to killed by the rich
A to the S to the H to the O,
What's up Jay and Bill!

Hey Mattie I was just kidding dude
You don't believe me just ask,
I'm chilling with Jeff
Listening to From First to Last

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