Hipster Shakes Songtext

von Black Pistol Fire

My baby talks so much she lose her mind,
Her violent hips and she knows how to treat me right
Oh don't worry and a (vacant?) mind
Chugging gasoline and she know how to start a fire
Too high, just a baby child
Little heart breaker, old enough to tow the line
A cheeky smile and her daddy's good looks
She grew up hard, stealin' hearts just like a rook

Roll me over time again, papa don't approve
I said roll me over, time again, papa don't approve about the way she walks

You better watch your man, before she steals him too.
You better watch your man, I won't be made a...

I've got mind to give ya talking to, turn me over chica
Darling I ain't done wit you, c'mon sugar, won't you take my shot
Arms up on the car show me what you really got
Too high, just a baby child
Little heart breaker, old enough to tow the line
A cheeky smile and her daddy's good looks
She grew up hard, stealin' hearts just like a rook

Roll me over time again, papa don't approve
I said roll me over, time again, papa don't approve about the way she walks

You better watch your man, before she steals him too.
You better watch your man, I won't be made a.

Hey mama the way you roll that cone, oh see you cuppin' and a rattlin' those bones
C'mon down and do the hipster shake, someone let me out my cage

You better watch your man, before she steals yours too.
You better watch your man, I won't be made a fool