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Artist: Hollywood Undead
Album:  Dead In Ditches (S)
Song:   Dead In Ditches
Typed by: AZ Lyrics

That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches

[Tha Producer: Chorus]
That's when we ride on bitches, you fucking faggot snitches
so don't you try, we're packin' 9's
we leave you dead in ditches

[Johnny 3 Tears]
Don't get us wrong we only made this song
to make you feel hard when you hit the bong
When the 40's up and then the 40's gone
to Lick shots kill cops, to a hip hop song
So pull them toasters out them holsters
pull that shirt right off your shoulders
pull that 9 this is how you hold her, pull that trigger
H U soldiers.Punk (punk), rock out on the block
tick tock you can not stop(stop)
hip hop like when we drop top so hot (so hot)
Johnny 3's been drinking whiskey,Trigger finger feeling frisky
when you shoot it's so damn risky, dead in a ditch
but I hope you miss me

[Chorus]

[Charlie Scene]
Wait up hold on... oh no, got you faggots in a choke hold
And I think I like you, but my 9 sho' don't
And how many shots till you hit that flo', I bet fo'. (Yo Charlie you loco)
Fo' sho', how many people dipping in my fo' door. (I see three)
Bitch no, there's five in the back
and your girls on my lap, she's a down low
pro ho, fo' sho. What? What the fuck did I just say
I don't ask any questions I just spray
So hey, what I may say may be riskee Deuce made me this way
That's why you don't want no beef
cause me verse you's like beat the geeks
And we can talk right or in the street
but my gun talks first ‘cause he loves to speak – BITCH

[Chorus]

[Funny Man]
Yo.. in the Coupe De'Ville with the shiny rims
playing these bitches like a violin
I got more freaks than a carnival
pop the trunk there's my arsenal
I got bats gats straps so let's start a war
I'll eat you alive like a carnivore
My guns need nicotine they smoke more than me
I'm with my boy Charles P, he'll go to war with me
Ooh wee... Yo King Kong.. swinging from a tree
dropping on these haters so they bleed, I'm coming at you bitches full speed
(Funny Man lay off the weed!)
Oh people get jealous when I'm skatin' on Dayton's
and that's like Freddy Kruger hatin' on Jason
That's got the Funny Man losing his patience leave you dead in a
ditch on Highland and Franklin

[Chorus]

[J-Dog]
What, Say what the fuck, Six shooters up, now what the fuck ..
point them up. Who's down to ride, who's down to ride
Undead pop shots we're down to die.Who's down to die
who's down to die, Undead pop shots, we're bound to ride
Black hat side ways white bold LA, flat on your back leave
you smoked like an ashtray. Wig split face ripped, nod if
you're listenin' shot to the cross Leave you dead like a Christian
Pop Pop, your heart just stops stops, when I just cock cock
my gun cause I shoot for fun that's how the west was won
I sell an ounce and then I sell two more, then I come to collect
with the pistol 44. There's some truth to that, About the weed or the gat
you may never know, just leave it at ..

[Tha Producer]
That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches. [2x]