Tobuscus - Literal Hitman Trailer lyrics
[Tobuscus - Literal Hitman Trailer lyrics]
Rundown motel is not classy
47 didn't make enough blood money
That, or he spent it on a big nun party
He's hurt bad, shoulda played on easy
Nun bling jingling, getting pretty breezy
You probably shouldn't wear a white shirt
Even nuns go to shoe sales and prison
Tie your blood-red tie to
Match your blood-red blood yay, fashion
Distorted guitar makes the nuns
Pull out some guns and a rocket launcher
47 wants to fit in with them
But sexy bad guy music makes
Nuns take their clothes off and get tattoos
He got some blood on his favorite coin
Hydrogen peroxide'll take it off
Just like this music did
With the clothes of the hitman's girlfriends
Who just found out about each other
Hot, hot, hot, even hotter
Slo-mo pistols smacking water
Hopefully he doesn't kill the hot hit girls
(no, don't kill them)
Slow-mo 3D pistols spinnin'
Don't kill the hot hit women (NO)
Slow 3D pistols spinning
Please don't kill the hot hit wom - (NO)
Guess he doesn't date coworkers
But he shoots 'em in the chest
That one's the hottest
Denied! Knee him in the eye
Not a bad view if you gotta die
But he's not distracted he just smacked it
Hit her in the back of the head
And make the hot chick leader uglier
Now her friend's the hottest one
She can't be her friend now
Now she can as long as she's
Not used as a human shield oh, no, slo-mo
Too slow rest in peace, hot hit women
That's right, think about what you've done
Hitman Absolution
Look out, hot hit women
He's got some ammunition
And soon you will be wishing
I was there to protect you just call me
Call me, hot hit women
Let's hang out sometime
Let's get some coffee sometime
When's good for you?
How 'bout November 20th?
Don't kill me though
47 didn't make enough blood money
That, or he spent it on a big nun party
He's hurt bad, shoulda played on easy
Nun bling jingling, getting pretty breezy
You probably shouldn't wear a white shirt
Even nuns go to shoe sales and prison
Tie your blood-red tie to
Match your blood-red blood yay, fashion
Distorted guitar makes the nuns
Pull out some guns and a rocket launcher
47 wants to fit in with them
But sexy bad guy music makes
Nuns take their clothes off and get tattoos
He got some blood on his favorite coin
Hydrogen peroxide'll take it off
Just like this music did
With the clothes of the hitman's girlfriends
Who just found out about each other
Hot, hot, hot, even hotter
Slo-mo pistols smacking water
Hopefully he doesn't kill the hot hit girls
(no, don't kill them)
Slow-mo 3D pistols spinnin'
Don't kill the hot hit women (NO)
Slow 3D pistols spinning
Please don't kill the hot hit wom - (NO)
Guess he doesn't date coworkers
But he shoots 'em in the chest
That one's the hottest
Denied! Knee him in the eye
Not a bad view if you gotta die
But he's not distracted he just smacked it
Hit her in the back of the head
And make the hot chick leader uglier
Now her friend's the hottest one
She can't be her friend now
Now she can as long as she's
Not used as a human shield oh, no, slo-mo
Too slow rest in peace, hot hit women
That's right, think about what you've done
Hitman Absolution
Look out, hot hit women
He's got some ammunition
And soon you will be wishing
I was there to protect you just call me
Call me, hot hit women
Let's hang out sometime
Let's get some coffee sometime
When's good for you?
How 'bout November 20th?
Don't kill me though