Hornz

Okay, here we go...

Three-Oh (x12)

I'm 'a hit you from the back

I'm not comming 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

Chokechain

I'm hot baby you're not

Poisonous pill

Punk-punk-punk-pu-punk-punk bitch

Colorado

Day one: a chaple and it's 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 speaker

Don't stop whistling to let them know what they've been missing Turn the jukebox on, the song we play will blow the system