The Dirty Hooks - Pistol Grip Lyrics

That girl comes equipped
High-strung & dead on with a pistol grip, she's got
High-heels, big red lips
Don't need no mother lovin' fifa to get her kicks
Singin' hey hey hey,
Yea yea yea
My money's in your pocket honey anything you say
Hey hey hey, yea yea yea
She got a motor in her hips & she's shakin' it my way
Built to abuse
She got the pills for my rock & roll blues
Girl please
Don't you tease me
You've got to let me in spread my disease
Singin' hey hey hey,
Yea yea yea
My money's in your pocket honey anything you say
Hey hey hey, yea yea yea
She got a motor in her hips & she's shakin' it my way
I just wanna be your man tonight
Girl your the flame to my contraband alright
Let down your guard girl there ain't no use tryin' to fight
I should be the one, I should be the one, I should be the one
Sucking on your lips tonight
Hey hey hey,
Yea yea yea
My money's in your pocket honey anything you say
Hey hey hey, yea yea yea
She got a motor in her hips & she's shakin' it my
I just wanna be your man tonight
Girl your the flame to my contraband alright
Let down your guard girl there ain't no use tryin' to fight
Cuz I should be the one, I should be the one, I should be the one
Sucking on your lips tonight