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Sean Gould
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Charlie Scene
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Danny Lohner
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Danny Rose
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Funny Man
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J-Dog
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Johnny 3 Tears
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Magic Eyes
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Sean Gould
Sean Gould
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Daniel Murillo
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Dylan Alvarez
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George Ragan
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Jordon Terrell
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Jorel Decker
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Da Kurlzz
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Sean Gould
Sean Gould
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Danny Lohner
Danny Lohner
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Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
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Nightfall, when the day begins I need the bright city lights as I start to descend 'Cause I keep it Undead till the very end And I got some lowlifes that I call my friends It's some West Coast, beach bum, gangsta shit Fuck a Hollywood hit, I'll ghost ride the whip On the Sunset Strip, just me and my clique And we're running the street, so suck my dick Six deep we creep, into the streets, we go Cadillacs and Chucks, so we're ready to roll Just a couple of gangstas, Mimosas in Big Gulps Smoking and swerving, coming straight for your throat Get back when we enter the room Get back 'cause we're digging your tomb Get back, what the fuck you gonna do? What the fuck you gonna do when we're coming for you? 'Cause this is how we roll out here We're packing heat 'cause it's cold out here Hold your own, don't show no fear Or you're gonna lose your soul out here This is how we roll out here We're packing heat 'cause it's cold out here Hold your own, don't show no fear Or you're gonna lose your soul out here Oh shit, yeah, here comes Johnny He's popping a wheelie on his fucking Ducati Oh no, yeah, there goes Charlie Mad dogging shirtless on the back of a Harley Let's go, yeah, we're ready to party The best duo since Spade and Farley Let's roll, hop in the whip and get gnarly We blaze more spliffs than a young Bob Marley Get some, yeah, get your dick sucked I'm blazing a quick one in the back of a strip club You're our victim, forced into a sixsome And ain't nobody leaving till all of our dicks cum So kick back when I flash this gat I got more straps than Matt's assless chaps So hands up, yeah, we're lying 'em low All cocked up, and we're ready to go 'Cause this is how we roll out here We're packing heat 'cause it's cold out here Hold your own, don't show no fear Or you're gonna lose your soul out here This is how we roll out here We're packing heat 'cause it's cold out here Hold your own, don't show no fear Or you're gonna lose your soul out here Hollywood, where the fuck you at? West Side till I die, and we're on attack 'Cause this is how we roll Drop top and we're ready to go Hollywood, where the fuck you at? Undead, straight creeping in the Cadillac 'Cause this is how we roll Undead, bitch, you already know This is how we roll I flex nuts 'cause my arms are swole This is how we roll Chop shop, and we're cutting 'em all 'Cause this is how we roll out here We're packing heat 'cause it's cold out here Hold your own, don't show no fear Or you're gonna lose your soul out here This is how we roll out here We're packing heat 'cause it's cold out here Hold your own, don't show no fear Or you're gonna lose your soul out here This is how we roll out here We're packing heat 'cause it's cold out here Hold your own, don't show no fear Or you're gonna lose your soul out here This is how we roll out here We're packing heat 'cause it's cold out here Hold your own, don't show no fear Or you're gonna lose your soul out here 'Cause this is how we roll This is how we roll This is how we roll This is how we roll This is how we roll This is how we roll
Writer(s): Dylan Peter Alvarez, Jordon Kristopher Terrell, Matthew Busek, George Arthur Ragan, Daniel Murillo, Jorel Decker, Sean Gould Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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