Lyrics:
Never again, oh shit you thought I was through
that homemadejoint and dusted track was just verse 1 & verse 2
But I’m back, still makin tracks for my nogs, flippin dogs, and not givin a muthafuck about some worthless datalogs
I rock basemaps and probly always will
and that’s about all it takes to get a riceboy killed, so I’m good.
(But sometimes I sit back, and I’m just cruisin)
aint got no time for you cause it’s your bitch that I’m choosen.
She looks sweet, sweeter than a honeysuckle
Gillette mach 3, yo that’s a smooth buck nuckle (yeah)
(Get in, sit down, it’s time to swerve hoe)
Lifestyle provided by my fucken homemadeturbo.
Well its the one to the two bitch, the three to the four
promise to never rock the ching chong meow parts on my car
goin for function, no frontin, and ain’t got no nitrous button
and I got no love for a turkey without no stuffin.
JagoJon in the mix, overcourse and Rawr loves the dick
Steering wheel, gas peddle, my clutch of course and my stick
My Homemadeturbo Bitch
(Chorus)
Got more flavor than koolaid
cause my muthafucken turbo is homemade
You know I love the porn when it’s not gay
ain’t got no CDM in my engine bay
So when the clutch is smokin and the tree lights drop
All us HMT niggaz dash away from the cops
I got your bitch on my dick, and your mom on my nutsack
Eat My Bozack
Runnin hard like a track star, it hits and I laugh hard
Smokin more shit than white people at nascar
10 pound is still my quota, aint got no parts from toda
still worldwide, but reside in Minnesota
Hear me out what I said, give a thought to the dead
kill the 1320 with a bob of your head
And CC-Fag, I want my money back
never thought the shipping alone would make my manni crack
But I’ll get you back, maybe run up on your slurpie
but first I’ll change the straw as to not contract the herpies
Terrorizing like Buk, a.k.a. Scruffy Terror
357 drop the base, I triple dog dare ya.
(Bass Interlude)
(Rap by MCP)
Got a homemade turbo bitch
this is MC Pussylick
my tongue up on your clit
got 15 bitches on a toggle switch
Hotrex has herpes kid, I serve him with a kosher tip
That’s right non stop hip hop, lemme show ya how we do it with a dick in your lip
Shockin niggaz like a nawz tank
Like Jeff Frank chompin on a lamb shank
TC crew, poppin like a sensu
hotrex spreadin herpes like a gay dude
Shoulda worn that latex, when you’re pumpin them dudes of the same sex
JD plus hotrex equals instant doucing of the valtrex
Back into rapmode, no not comin a solo
the beats still hittin hard like a nog throwin bolos
no I’m not a rapper, or a heavy napper
an 808 together with an everyday cracker
Reprezent HMT, cause that’s the spot to kick it
no tech on Honda Tech should at least be a ticket
or a fucken misdemener or a choppin of the weiner
type r & tyte car? huh, bitch my sound is cleaner
you can log onto summit, and try to find a fix
but you’ll never get a fucken homemadeturbo bitch
My HomeMadeTurbo
(Chorus) x2
Got more flavor than koolaid
cause my muthafucken turbo is homemade
You know I love the porn when it’s not gay
ain’t got no CDM in my engine bay
So when the clutch is smokin and the tree lights drop
All us HMT niggaz dash away from the cops
I got your bitch on my dick, and your mom on my nutsack
Eat My Bozack