VIVIENNE WESTWOOD Lyrics English Translation by Ufo361
Brrt, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Brrt, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Brrt, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (R.I.P. Vivienne Westwood, rockstar man)
Brrt, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Come on)
She fell in love with a punk
Punk, punk, punk, punk, punk
Punk, punk, punk, punk, punk
Punk, punk, punk, punk
She’s indulging in vices with a punk
Punk, punk, punk, punk, punk
Punk, punk, punk, punk, punk
Punk, punk, punk (Come on)
I pull out my gun on a punk
Punk, punk, punk, punk, punk
Punk, punk, punk, punk, punk
Punk, punk, punk (Brrt)
Got too rich to stunt, stunt, stunt, stunt
Stunt, stunt, stunt, stunt
Stunt, stunt, stunt, stunt
Stunt, stunt (You know the deal), slatt (Wooh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She’s in love with a punk (Yeah)
Feeling like Marilyn Manson
Yeah, we’re drunk, drunk, drunk, mh
Bro, we can’t be stopped (Never)
Everyone in the club is on drugs (Yeah)
Yeah, she looks, I know she wants my car (Yeah)
New GT3 RS in black, mh (Skrrt, skrrt; yeah)
Baby, she pops Percs, we storm the party
Look how hard she twerks
Mhh, you know the deal
No, she’ll never think of her man again
She switches sides like a guitar
Now she’s in love with a punk
She fell in love with a punk
Punk, punk, punk, punk, punk
Punk, punk, punk, punk, punk
Punk, punk, punk, punk
She’s indulging in vices with a punk
Punk, punk, punk, punk, punk
Punk, punk, punk, punk, punk
Punk, punk, punk (Come on)
I pull out my gun on a punk
Punk, punk, punk, punk, punk
Punk, punk, punk, punk, punk
Punk, punk, punk (Brrt)
Got too rich to stunt, stunt, stunt, stunt
Stunt, stunt, stunt, stunt
Stunt, stunt, stunt, stunt
Stunt, stunt (Slatt, wooh)
Keep me a brrt, keep me a hot, keep me a weapon (Weapon)
Stay with a German, huh, stay with my dawg, I stay with a shepherd, huh
Yeah, I’m in a car but still I’m on ground, I stay with the steppers, huh
I came from the hard, I stay with ten niggas, I stay with the measure, huh
No cash or card, punk star, might buy out the place, Ferrari the Autobahn
Me and Ufo goin’ outer space, ain’t gonna talk too long
Keepin’ it brief, she on my case, I got the AP arm
But I got Alex Moss on my chain, hand on my firearm (Come on)
Don’t let your girlfriend catch a stray, I ain’t gotta die too hard
I’m ’bout to Bruce Willis the Wraith (Slatt), she fell in love with a punk
Punk, punk, punk, punk, punk
Punk, punk, punk, punk, punk
Punk, punk, punk