Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bikini, artist - Rob Sonic.
Date of issue: 16.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bikini |
Son what you in for? |
Marking up the gym floor? |
Parking in the loading dock with broken locks pitch forks? |
(Nah) This Wind storm face mask taken from the Woolworth’s |
Aisle fiving pile drived and idolizing Kool Herc |
School shirt mascot boosted from the good will |
Tuning up the medicine with spoon fulls of bush mills, as |
Groups in the foot hills gather at the sheriffs house |
Swearing it’s American to bare and grin and air him out |
That ferris wheel loopholed boot soul hammer toe |
I’m gutted from that fuck shit and the duck lip on the camera phone |
Stand alone peace train bars in the pillow case |
Full metal jacket got the latches on the widow make |
I’m still awake blood shot slurry from the spinal tap |
Vixens in the six inch want to turn me to a spirograph |
Simulcast in HD maybe all the chimney smoke |
Will let them know you hate me and there’s late fees on the video |
Hollywood square biz, listen man they’ll cut your throat |
Cruising for a bruising and confusing it with bumper boats |
Hunger mode chicken scratch ashes on the second rail |
The 3rd one’s for the your highness that is tired of his bed of nails |
Heads or tails either way we can play sudden death |
Send it in for review and to renew all the love that’s left |
Budget for the winter months nip and tuck happy meals |
Or we can take our chances on the canvas of the battle fields |
Chours X2 |
My whip got a girl in bikini on it |
My crib got bikini wit no girl in it |
My life not easy waste no time talking |
So I like mines freaky like no speed limit |
When Momma didn’t love you right and poppa preaches eye for eye |
And all your friends are lunatics that swap beliefs with diatribes |
You Idolize the industry isn’t even sturdy now |
Bitch about the system and start wishing you could burn it down |
Word of mouth bird in hand circumstance of corner noise |
To piss away the future for a new shirt and some corduroy |
Sort the boys from the men and feel like some one watching me |
But knowing I’m keystone in the freak show full of oddity’s |
Modern chic vintage line couture on the furniture |
Cabin in the Barren Pines to terrify the murderers |
So work till you not hungry or get gussied up and unemployed |
I’m proud to be American since money is my drug of choice |
Chours X2 |
My whip got a girl in bikini on it |
My crib got bikini wit no girl in it |
My life not easy waste no time talking |
So I like mines freaky like no speed limit |