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Pistol Pete Video (MV)




Performed By: Mr Funnyman
Language: English
Length: 2:16
Written by: Damian McKnight
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Mr Funnyman - Pistol Pete Lyrics
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Pistol pistol
Pistol Pete
Pistol pistol
Pistol Pete
Pistol pistol
Pistol Pete
Pistol pistol
On repeat
It was after work
I'm hanging with my bros
We made the f*cking plans
And we're about to f*cking go
But before we do
I told Pete about the move
Then he said nah man
I'm really not in the f*cking mood
So I jumped on the trunk
He threw it in reverse
He started to scream
He started to curse
I wouldn't get off
So he went bezerk
He put in drive
I fell off it hurt
Dust myself off
As he's getting away
I ran to his door
He looked up and aimed
Stopped in my tracks
Frozen in time
Saw the insanity
In both of his eyes
Pistol pistol
Pistol Pete
Pistol pistol
Pistol Pete
Pistol pistol
Pistol Pete
Pistol pistol
On repeat
Saw how his finger
Started to twitch
Looked at him
And said do it bitch
He looked at his gun
He Threw it in the car
He opened his door
He's not getting that far
He tried to push me
Onto the ground
Had him in a headlock
He couldn't move around
He clawed up my neck
Telling empty threats
Come at me again
You'll be filled with regret
I punched him in the head
Blow by blow
He tried to escape
But had nowhere to go
Kept hitting him
Till my hand got tired
And he screamed
I had enough I retire
Then I got up
And I kicked him in the ribs
And said
Never aim at me again
Walked away as
My homie takes his gun
In that moment
Pistol Pete's finally done
Pistol pistol
Pistol Pete
Pistol pistol
Pistol Pete
Pistol pistol
Pistol Pete
Pistol pistol
On repeat
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English

Pistol pistol
Pistol Pete
Pistol pistol
Pistol Pete
Pistol pistol
Pistol Pete
Pistol pistol
On repeat
It was after work
I'm hanging with my bros
We made the f*cking plans
And we're about to f*cking go
But before we do
I told Pete about the move
Then he said nah man
I'm really not in the f*cking mood
So I jumped on the trunk
He threw it in reverse
He started to scream
He started to curse
I wouldn't get off
So he went bezerk
He put in drive
I fell off it hurt
Dust myself off
As he's getting away
I ran to his door
He looked up and aimed
Stopped in my tracks
Frozen in time
Saw the insanity
In both of his eyes
Pistol pistol
Pistol Pete
Pistol pistol
Pistol Pete
Pistol pistol
Pistol Pete
Pistol pistol
On repeat
Saw how his finger
Started to twitch
Looked at him
And said do it bitch
He looked at his gun
He Threw it in the car
He opened his door
He's not getting that far
He tried to push me
Onto the ground
Had him in a headlock
He couldn't move around
He clawed up my neck
Telling empty threats
Come at me again
You'll be filled with regret
I punched him in the head
Blow by blow
He tried to escape
But had nowhere to go
Kept hitting him
Till my hand got tired
And he screamed
I had enough I retire
Then I got up
And I kicked him in the ribs
And said
Never aim at me again
Walked away as
My homie takes his gun
In that moment
Pistol Pete's finally done
Pistol pistol
Pistol Pete
Pistol pistol
Pistol Pete
Pistol pistol
Pistol Pete
Pistol pistol
On repeat
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Writer: Damian McKnight
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