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Listen to Notes From the Underground - Unabridged by Hollywood Undead
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Steve Shebby
Steve Shebby
Guitar
Charlie Scene
Charlie Scene
Vocals
Daniel Murillo
Daniel Murillo
Vocals
Dylan Alvarez
Dylan Alvarez
Vocals
Matthew Busek
Matthew Busek
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Steve Shebby
Steve Shebby
Songwriter
Sam Hollander
Sam Hollander
Songwriter
Dave Katz
Dave Katz
Songwriter
Daniel Murillo
Daniel Murillo
Songwriter
Dylan Alvarez
Dylan Alvarez
Songwriter
Jordon Terrell
Jordon Terrell
Songwriter
Matthew Busek
Matthew Busek
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steve Shebby
Steve Shebby
Producer
David Baker
David Baker
Recording Engineer
Griffin Boice
Griffin Boice
Mixing Engineer
Sam Hollander
Sam Hollander
Producer

Lyrics

Hut one, hut two, hut three, go I'm so icy like ice cream All you ladies take a scoop and try to bite me Girl, I'll wear you out like some Nikes Haters stepping up either beat feet or try me Nibble on your ear like my name is Mike Tysie Get you in the ring, world champ, all feisty Girl, hurry up, I'm a shot clock running outta time Ain't no three pump chump, shooting three's on this baseline Go on, girl, let me touch that body You know I like when you drop it low Hike up that skirt, get naughty Hut one, hut two, hut three, go Go on, girl, let me touch that body You know I like when you lose control Hike up that skirt, get naughty Hut one, hut two, hut three, go Hut one, hut two, hut three, go Hut one, hut two, hut three, go Roll up to the club with a knapsack full of Norco's Looking fly, I'm like Zack Morris with cornrows Girls look at me like, "That guy must make pornos" Yeah, I'm pushing 30, but I still drink Mickey 4-0's Shades on at night, I'm feeling sleazy Cut into the line like, "Where the VIP be? Yeah, I'm the guy who talks about his weenie Check the list again, yeah, they call me Charles P. Scene Go on, girl, let me touch that body You know I like when you drop it low Hike up that skirt, get naughty Hut one, hut two, hut three, go Go on, girl, let me touch that body You know I like when you lose control Hike up that skirt, get naughty Hut one, hut two, hut three, go 'Cause I'm the kinda guy that you'd love to be There ain't nobody that could fuck with me And all them ladies want me to beat them cheeks And all you fucking haters go beat your meat 'Cause I'm the kinda guy that you'd love to be There ain't nobody that could fuck with me And all them ladies want me to beat them cheeks And all you fucking haters go beat your meat Go on, girl, let me touch that body You know I like when you drop it low Hike up that skirt, get naughty Hut one, hut two, hut three, go Go on, girl, let me touch that body You know I like when you lose control Hike up that skirt, get naughty Hut one, hut two, hut three, go Hut one, hut two, hut three, go Hut one, hut two, hut three, go
Writer(s): David Anthony Katz, Jorel Decker, George Arthur Ragan, Jordon Kristopher Terrell, Dylan Peter Alvarez, Matthew Busek, Sam S. Hollander, Daniel Murillo, Stephen Ruchelman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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