Colette Carr is a rapper from Malibu, California whose hip-hop music is cha… Read Full Bio ↴Colette Carr is a rapper from Malibu, California whose hip-hop music is characterized by electronic stylings. She signed to Interscope's Cherrytree Records.

She has gained attention with her songs "Bitch Like Me" and "Back it Up", the latter reaching number one on the MTVMusic Top 100 in January 2010.

She cameoed in the video for the Far East Movement's song "Like a G6" and appeared on a remix of the record.

In May 11, 2011 Carr released the lead single "(We Do It) Primo" from her debut album 'Skitszo'. On December 13, 2011 she released a promotional single "Sex" which featured American hip-hop duo New Boyz. The second single from her album "Like I Got A Gun" was released June 26, 2012.

Carr decided to release her album in 4 EP's which were released 2 months apart. These EP's were accompanied along with 3 singles "F16", "Why Are You Leaving?" and "Never Gonna Happen". To date 'Never Gonna Happen' has become Carr's most successful single gaining over 6-million hits on YouTube.

Her official website is www.colettecarr.com.

Her official Twitter is [officialtwitter]www.twitter.com/colettecrazy

Like I Got A Gun
Colette Carr Lyrics

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Come on make the mess of me
You know I got the recipe
Cooking up I keep it moving like a centipede
No I'm not a center piece, bitch what you looking at
Kisses to my enemies, kiss, kiss on your ass
Hey, hey, give me that, hey, hey, bring it back
Check the address, I'm a check it's sent to me
Same place he's sent to be

Cherry, cherry boom boom
All I see is clap clap, all I here is boom boom
This is what I'm used to, ah, ah
Uh, uh, hotches bending over backwards
Just to set the goose, goose
Same party, same shit, new dj, new boy
My life is harder than a bustier
Everybody put your hands up like I got a gun
Like I got a gun, yeah, like I got a gun
Everybody put your hands up like I got a gun
Like I got a gun, stop, like I got a gun yeah
Like I got a gun
Keep it coming, keep it coming
I got cases by the dozen
Picking up ideas, like the brain's in the oven
With the recipe, whoop, whoop, recipe
Someone help me out and tell the fucking ninja enter please
Oops, I forgot to breathe, inhale, exhale, ah, let it be
Yo, yo, what what, skeezers in the back, yeah, bitches in the front
See, this is not a game this is just for fun
Wanna see you put your arms up like I got a what
Stop, drop, clap, clap, low, then bring it back
Now take your clothes off
Why? Cause I said so
Shh, quite, give that culo some besos

Everybody put your hands up like I got a gun
Like I got a gun, yeah, like I got a gun
Everybody put your hands up like I got a gun
Like I got a gun, stop, like I got a gun yeah
Like I got a gun
Stop, drop, clap, clap,
Stop, drop, clap, clap, low, then bring it back
Stop, drop, clap, clap,
Stop, drop, clap, clap, low, then bring it back
Everybody put your hands up like I got a gun
Like I got a gun, yeah, like I got a gun
Everybody put your hands up like I got a gun
Like I got a gun, stop, like I got a gun yeah
Like I got a gun
Everybody put your hands up like I got a gun
Like I got a gun, yeah, like I got a gun
Everybody put your hands up like I got a gun
Like I got a gun, stop, like I got a gun yeah
Like I got a gun
Stop, drop, clap, clap,
Stop, drop, clap, clap, low, then bring it back
Stop, drop, clap, clap,
Stop, drop, clap, clap, low, then bring it back

Everybody put your hands up like I got a gun, stop
Like I got a gun

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Colette Carr's song "Like I Got A Gun" are an amusing disarray of language that utilizes a wide range of metaphors and wordplay. The singer begins by inviting someone to "make a mess" of her, utilizing a metaphor to compare herself to a cooking recipe that is always in motion. She then urges her enemies to kiss her backside, while taunting them with her sarcastic tone. The lyrics continue with Carr describing her life as a party where "everybody put your hands up like I got a gun," which is repeated frequently as a chorus throughout the song.

Carr also mentions the difficulties of her life, comparing them to wearing a bustier, a type of lingerie that is known for being tight and uncomfortable. She describes how she’s constantly picking up new ideas and concepts, using a metaphor of a brain in an oven, which is both intriguing and funny. Throughout the song, Carr seems to be enjoying herself, even as she pokes fun at the superficial and often meaningless aspects of the party life. The chorus is playful yet suggestive, asking listeners to raise their hands and get involved in the fun antics Carr details in the verses.

In conclusion, "Like I Got A Gun" is a clever and amusing song that invites listeners to let go of their inhibitions and enjoy the party atmosphere. The lyrics incorporate a variety of metaphors and wordplay that make the song both entertaining and thought-provoking.

Line by Line Meaning

Come on make the mess of me
Invitation to make a mess with her

You know I got the recipe
She knows the right way to do it

Cooking up I keep it moving like a centipede
She keeps moving and working on it like a centipede's legs

No I'm not a center piece, bitch what you looking at
She's not an object for display

Kisses to my enemies, kiss, kiss on your ass
She shows love even to those who hate her

Hey, hey, give me that, hey, hey, bring it back
She wants something and then wants it back

Check the address, I'm a check it's sent to me
She's making sure she gets what's meant for her

Same place he's sent to be
In the same place where he's supposed to be

Cherry, cherry boom boom
Exclamation of excitement

All I see is clap clap, all I here is boom boom
She only hears the sounds of partying

This is what I'm used to, ah, ah
She's used to this lifestyle

Uh, uh, hotches bending over backwards
People are going to extreme lengths for her attention

Just to set the goose, goose
To get her attention

Same party, same shit, new dj, new boy
It's the same party but with different people

My life is harder than a bustier
Her life is hard and stressful

Everybody put your hands up like I got a gun
She's the center of attention and in control like she has a gun

Stop, like I got a gun yeah
She's telling people to stop and obey her like she has a gun

Keep it coming, keep it coming
Keep the party going

I got cases by the dozen
She has a lot of things going on, possibly legal cases

Picking up ideas, like the brain's in the oven
She's taking in ideas and processing them

Someone help me out and tell the fucking ninja enter please
Asking for someone to help her

Oops, I forgot to breathe, inhale, exhale, ah, let it be
She's caught up in the moment and needs to breathe

Yo, yo, what what, skeezers in the back, yeah, bitches in the front
Describing the people in the party

See, this is not a game this is just for fun
The party is serious but also just for fun

Wanna see you put your arms up like I got a what
She wants to see people having fun and obeying her

Now take your clothes off
She's wanting people to let loose and have fun

Why? Cause I said so
She's in control and people should obey

Shh, quite, give that culo some besos
She's telling someone to be quiet and give someone else a kiss on the butt

Stop, drop, clap, clap,
Instructions for partying

Stop, drop, clap, clap, low, then bring it back
Instructions for partying

Like I got a gun
She's in control and in charge of the party

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: COLETTE NOEL ASLANYAN, KEENON DAQUAN RAY JACKSON, MARTIN KIERSZENBAUM

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