Letra de ' Hipster Shakes ' de 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