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Hed Pe

Genres: Metal

Hed Lyrics - Hed Pe

Fuck you 

Come on! 

 

This lil trick went out to the club 

This lil trick stayed home 

This lil trick she's lookin for love 

But this lil trik just wants to bone 

 

I am so played out 

When will it end 

I wanted to make out 

She wants to be friends 

I'm so satanic 

She is so born again 

 

I need to hit that pussy 

But she won't let me in 

 

I seen them jeans when they first walked in 

Sshhh don't say a thing 

I can hear your pussy talkin 

 

Me and you can do some serious fuckin 

But I got a girlfriend and you got a boyfriend 

So you and your litle boyfriend should just keep on walking 

Cuz if that little man got a problem 

This man knows how to solve em 

Next time I see him at the 7-11 

I'ma turn my skateboard into a deadly weapon 

 

I roll up 

On my Independents 

And ask this slut 

Who her big ass friend is 

I can't olly 

I can't drop in 

But I'll skate to the liquor store and buy some gin 

 

Give me that 

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I need that 

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I want that 

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You need it 

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Come on 

 

This one's for my real punk rock homies 

Fuck the whole world 

Let the whole world blow me 

 

Fuck you bitch 

Fuck him 

Fuck her 

And if Mommy looks good I'ma be a motherfucker 

 

I smoke the type of chronic that them white boys grow 

and when I'm out on tour 

They flex them crops at the show 

Twenty years ago 

They smoked Columbia gold 

Today we pack a skunk in that Columbian fold 

 

How many groupies wanna get backstage 

and if it wasn't for groupies I'd probably never get laid 

If it wasn't for hip-hop 

I'd probably be dead or locked up in the pen or in the county jail 

 

Moppin with my blues on 

Mad as hell 

But i'm out and getting more pussy than dykes in the dark 

I smoke with DMX 

And I crank with Linkin Park 

I drive a stock Chevy 

and shop at the Wallmart 

 

hed hed hed 

I need that 

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I want that 

hed hed hed 

You need it 

hed hed hed 

 

Come on 

 

Turn it up 

It's about to go down 

Lite it up 

Take a puff 

Pass it around 

I don't givafuk 

Fool fill my cup 

I'ma fuck a dirty slut 

I'ma drink and throw it up 

 

Your band's not punk rock 

It sounds like shit 

How many tramps wanna suck my dick 

 

You think you know me but you don't know shit 

You get the black eye and the big fat lip 

You get so mad 

See me get high 

If you so pissed 

Go ahead and slit your wrists 

Flick on your clitoris and pull on yours tits 

and what not 

I pull your pony tail 

and find the spot 

 

Come on 

 

hed hed hed 

I need that 

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I want that 

hed hed hed 

You need it 

hed hed hed 

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