Bullet Boys Hell On My Heels
One, Two, f..ck You
Well it's bourbon for breakfest,
Dragging two packs a day,
I'm a site.
Oohh I'm howlin' and growlin',
And payin' the price with his light,
With his light.
I got hell, hell on my heels,
Whoo baby, I got hell, hell on my heels.
I got so many jonses,
And psycopath friends on my back, Hey hey,
So now you tell me your leavin',
So there goes the reason,
To clean up my act.
I got hell, hell on my heels,
Whoo honey child,
I got hell, hell on my heels.
(Music & Laughter)
Whoo yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Take it down.
That's right,
When your in the pocket, Uhh,
Whoo, oow,
Listen never doubt,
If you know your party say what,
Uhh, I said, I said,
Now if you know just what,
You drive wild,
I got hell, hell on my heels,
Whoo baby I got hell, hell on my heels,
Take it one time boys.
I got hell, hell on my heels,
Whoo yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah,
Hell, hell on my heels.
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah,
Yeah that's right.
