Lyrics[]
Charlie Scene: Hut one, hut two, hut three, go!
Funny Man: I'm so icy like ice cream
All you ladies take a scoop and try to bite me
Girl, I'll wear you out like some Nikes
Haters stepping up either beat feet or try me
Nibble on your ear like my name is Mike Tys-y
Beat you in the ring, world champ, I'm feisty
Girl, hurry up, I'm a shot-clock running out of time
Ain't no three pump, chump, shooting threes on this baseline
Danny: Go on, girl, let me touch that body
You know I like it when you drop it low
Hike up that skirt, get naughty
Charlie Scene: Hut one, hut two, hut three, go!
Danny: Go on, girl, let me touch that body
You know I like it when you lose control
Hike up that skirt, get naughty
Charlie Scene: Hut one, hut two, hut three, go!
Hut one, hut two, hut three, go!
Hut one, hut two, hut three, go!
Roll up to the club with a knapsack full of Norcos
Looking fly, I'm like Zack Morris with cornrows
Girls look at me like "that guy must make pornos"
Yeah, I'm pushing thirty, but I still drink Mickey four-0s
Shades on at night, I'm feeling sleazy
Cut into the line like "where the VIP be?"
Yeah, I'm the guy who talks about his weenie
Check the list again, yeah, they call me Charles P. Scene
Danny: Go on, girl, let me touch that body
You know I like it when you drop it low
Hike up that skirt, get naughty
Charlie Scene: Hut one, hut two, hut three, go!
Danny: Go on, girl, let me touch that body
You know I like it when you lose control
Hike up that skirt, get naughty
Charlie Scene: Hut one, hut two, hut three, go!
Danny: 'Cause I'm the kind of guy that you'd love to be
There ain't nobody that can fuck with me
And all them ladies want me to beat them cheeks
And all you fucking haters, go beat your meat
'Cause I'm the kind of guy that you'd love to be
There ain't nobody that can fuck with me
And all them ladies want me to beat them cheeks
And all you fucking haters, go beat your meat
Go on, girl, let me touch that body
You know I like it when you drop it low
Hike up that skirt, get naughty
Charlie Scene: Hut one, hut two, hut three, go!
Danny: Go on, girl, let me touch that body
You know I like it when you lose control
Hike up that skirt, get naughty
Charlie Scene: Hut one, hut two, hut three, go!
Hut one, hut two, hut three, go!
Hut one, hut two, hut three, go!
Personnel[]
- Hollywood Undead
- Charlie Scene - lead guitar, vocals
- Da Kurlzz - drums, percussion
- Danny - clean vocals, keyboards
- Funny Man - background vocals, vocals
- J-Dog - keyboards, rhythm guitar, synthesizer
- Johnny 3 Tears - bass guitar
Trivia[]
- The line, "Yeah, I'm the guy who talks about his weenie" references the single off of Swan Songs, "Everywhere I Go."