Hipster Shakes - Black Pistol Fire

My baby talks so much she lose her mind

Her violent hips and she know how to treat me right

I don’t worry and I pay no mind

Chugging gasoline and she know how to start a fire

Knee 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 crook

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 a talking to

Turn the other cheek, darlin' I ain’t done with you

C’mon sugar, won’t you take my shot

Arms folded across, show me what you really got

Knee 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 crook

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