Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No. 5, artist - Hollywood Undead.
Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No. 5 |
Hollywood, we never going down |
Hollywood, we never going down |
Hollywood, we never going down |
And all the kids in the hood, come on, wave and shake your hands |
Hollywood, we never going down |
And when you’re drunk, shake that ass like you know how to dance |
Hollywood, we never going down |
Start getting loud, I wanna party now |
If you hate on Undead, that’s a party foul |
I only drink Mickey’s, I can’t afford the cans |
I drink so much they call me Charlie 40 Hands |
If the keg is tapped, then you’re getting capped |
Take your girl to the sack and I’ll take a nap |
Ladies, drink 'em fast so I can have a blast |
You got your beer gogs on and I’m getting ass |
«Like, oh my God, is that Charlie Scene?» |
Ladies, show me your treats like it’s Halloween |
You got a fake ID and you’re seventeen |
«I'm a complete catastrophe, buzzing around you like a bumblebee» |
So let’s take some shots |
Do a beer run and flip off a cop |
Girls give me props, and they’re on my jock |
Paris Hilton said «that's hot» when she saw my cock |
(That's hot) |
And all the kids in the hood, come on, wave and shake your hands |
Hollywood, we never going down |
And when you’re drunk, shake that ass like you know how to dance |
Hollywood, we never going down |
I’m about to serve it up for all you party-goers |
Scene kids, meatheads, alchies, stoners |
Dancing around like a bunch of faggots |
Funnier than fuck, you can ask Bob Saget |
I never claimed that I knew how to dance |
But I’ll get drunk, get high, pull down my pants |
So fuck five bucks, just fill up my cup |
Don’t kiss me, bitch, you just threw up |
Now I’m drunk as fuck, about to pass out |
Destination: your mother’s couch |
«Dude, is it true that you screwed my mom?» |
Fuck yeah, bro, that pussy was bomb |
So I’m humping, jumping, sipping, and skipping |
It’s nights like these that we all love living |
So take out your hands and throw the HU up |
Now wave it around like you don’t give a fuck |
(Check, please!) |
And all the kids in the hood, come on, wave and shake your hands |
Hollywood, we never going down |
And when you’re drunk, shake that ass like you know how to dance |
Hollywood, we never going down |
Can’t stop, won’t stop; |
Charlie, make the booty drop |
Can’t stop, won’t stop; |
Johnny, make the booty drop |
Can’t stop, won’t stop; |
J, make the booty drop |
Can’t stop, won’t stop; |
Peters, make the booty drop |
Can’t stop, won’t stop; |
Kurlzz, make the booty drop |
Can’t stop, won’t stop; |
Funny, make the booty drop |
Can’t stop, won’t stop; |
let me see the panties drop |
Producer’s on the dance floor, let me see your booty pop |
Grab your drink, get on the floor |
Grab your drink and get on the floor |
Let’s dance in the hood |
Shake that ass, Hollywood |
And all the kids in the hood, come on, wave and shake your hands, uh uh |
Hollywood, we never going down |
And when you’re drunk, shake that ass like you know how to dance, uh uh |
Hollywood, we never going down |
Let’s dance in the hood |
Shake that ass, Hollywood |
Hollywood, we never going down |
Let’s dance in the hood |
Shake that ass, Hollywood |
Hollywood, we never going down |