Bullets lyrics

Artist  : Bob Schneider 
Song : Bullets



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Bob Schneider---Bullets 

 Music and lyrics by Bob Schneider  

 

 I gotta freak I gotta flow  

 I gotta throw my ass overboard don't you know 


 The tip I'm on yeah it's the bomb  

 Did I ever tell you that you look a lot like my
mom  

 Yeah and your smart I can tell you pull me apart
as well  

 And then you put me back together hey hey don't
break my heart and sell it for  

 Ice cream and fudge give me a nudge  

 Yeah is it live or is it dope honey I'm not the
kind to judge  

 

 If you got the bullets I got the time  

 You bring the bullets I'll bring the wine  

 You bring your bullets I'll bring my bat  

 I can tell you where it is but I can't tell you
where it's at  

 

 Now money honey's your only friend  

 You know your friends may take a walk but
money'll be there till the end  

 You're in a spin it ain't no sin  

 To drink some gin and have yourself some fun oh
every now and again  

 Oh man I'm bleeding so I'm going to bed bro  

 Because the mad hatter's crazy and having a
party in my head and though  

 I don't mind big baby 'm getting sleepy  

 And baby that look that you've been giving me is
getting kinda creepy  

 

 

 If you got the bullets I got the time  

 You bring the bullets I'll bring the wine  

 You bring your bullets I'll bring my bat  

 Let's get the hell out of town before they find
out where we're at  

 I can tell you where it is but I can't tell you
where it's at  

 

 

 And I gotta pig p it wears a wig see  

 It tells me every single morning boy you're
going to be big b  

 It's kinda cutie it plays the flute g  

 And yeah a flute playing wig wearing pig's a
fucking hootie  

 I ain't no blowfish I'm light as air so  

 I've got a million dollar smile and I take it
everywhere I go  

 But you know I keep it hidden deep inside my big
ole head  

 And I only take it out at night when I'm alone
in bed