$Teady $Mobbin' - The Boss Hog Barbarians

Yo Flex we gon' save you the time

Ohhohoho

So you a thug now huh

With a job up in Kinkos

You tough as Bob Saget

Doin' pirouettes in pink clothes

Hoes don't wanna f**k with me

'Cause they say I'm ugly

See my dog fur mink

And now they in love with me

Zone on the mound first pitch in the game

With a high RBI for Rockin' Beats that's Insane

Got crazy dick the broads I shellack them

That's the only C D

That I got that went platinum

I'm jokin' not a Romeo

But oddly when I'm 60

I'll be eatin' jello

Runnin' through hoes like Bill Cosby

Hyrdaulic wheelchair poppin' down Merrick

Gold fronts in my dentures

About 52 karats

B**ch dissed my car laughin' at the protege

I gotta commit a homicide

And on her side the ho will lay

All of that tough talk you FAKIN

You look like Mr Belvedere B**CH

Bakin' cookies in the apron

She laughed at my high socks

But wanted to marry me

When she seen my cock

F**k kickin' game

Tacky as Peter Falk when he crackin' a case

No I'm not a gentleman

Nope that's a slap in the face huh

You think you hot sh*t

I'll take a dump

At your house in the summer

Still you're pungeant now you facin' yourself

You knew you would fall soon

So I laced the beat

Celph beat your monkey a**

Now you bracin' yourself ho

I don't know what you heard before

But them Boss Hog boys

They some pimps fo' sho'

And ain't no stoppin'

'Cause we smobbin' on all of these hoes

Yeah ho steady smobbin' you know

I don't know what you heard before

But them Boss Hog boys

They some pimps for show

And ain't no stoppin'

'Cause we smobbin' on all of these hoes

Yeah ho steady smobbin' I know

Look here

They say I lost part of my mind

I'm missin' a few marbles

So b**ch give me brains

We ain't kissin' if you gargle

Call you anything other than ho

Don't answer

I'm for real

My pimp hat won't fit in my clothes hamper

Youse on the job haulin' garbage on the overpass

I'm cruising by in a semi full of hoes

Haulin' a**

On the ave you broke as f**k

Thinkin' you could diss me

On the grind I'm like bear fur

I stay on my grizzly

I'm gettin' business calls all day

My phone is off the hook

I got a platinum Motorola dog

My phone is off the hook

Makin' tracks since a child look

How choppy the flow got

With a beat machine that look like

Robby the Robot

My band rolls with me

And we vicious on the warpath

Flutes or blow guns

Trombones and horn stabs

Won't take a ho to Arby's

Just to get the roast beef

Throw her in the van

And she ain't callin' the police

Crack her in the mouth with

The back of the chrome heat

You ain't know a b**ch suck

Dick better with no teeth

Thought you knew but Boss Hogs

Runnin' this rap sh*t for real

A gun and a mask with no demo

And still shoppin' a deal

Def Jam won't sign me

They just hatin' and sh*t

Sony won't sign me 'cause they think

I'm a Satanist

And Atlantic told me that

I wouldn't make them no cheddar

But Jive called me back

They need another child molestor

I don't know what you heard before

But them Boss Hog boys

They some pimps fo' show

And ain't no stoppin'

'Cause we smobbin' on all of these hoes

Yeah ho steady smobbin' you know

I don't know what you heard before

But them Boss Hog boys

They some pimps for show

And ain't no stoppin'

'Cause we smobbin' on all of these hoes

Yeah ho steady smobbin' I know

Aiyyo Hog yeah one question

How come they hooks don't sound like ours

I don't know

I'm just smobbin'

For show