Lyrics
Muh’fucker this ain’t Hip-Hop…
This is Hog Hop, bitch!
Yo Celph, drop that beat man
Way too tough («good evening»)
All you hogs and hogettes («welcome to hog heaven»)
Praise the hog! («who me?»)
Who you is?
HA HA HA! J-Zone, a.k.a. Captain
Backslap-Ya-Bitch, a.k.a. Kenny Hoggins (YEAH!)
Tom Jones of rap
2006 Bobby Brown God damnit (uh-huh)
And who are you?
I be Celph Titled the Rubix Cuban, a.k.a. Wade Hoggs
Captain Crunk, Snout Hoggy Hogg (yeah)
Motherfuckin Reverand Get Right
The pastor of pimpin (hahaha) bitch!
Pigs are filthy animals, but lames better get in line
Preach!
So you got the hog to the snout
Show 'em what you all about or pay the swine fine
And if a bitch can’t swim, she need a ho-tation device
Heh. yo, yo Celph you made this beat?
Oh fo' sho' you know I had to $MOB 'em out on the funk tip
Aww man!
They ain’t ready for it though
Damn, that’s some hog shit
I don’t think they expectin this type of shit from us man
I mean, we usually don’t do no funk shit like this but
Really don’t give a fuck though
Hell no!
Y’know, if you expected «Pimps Don’t Pay Taxes Pt. II» or
Psssht
Y’know another «Gods Must Be Crazy,» hehe
Nope
Sorry!
But, y’know I think we need to tell 'em what they in for this year
Y’know I mean I’m a little on lean right now
Yeah, ha ha
With this, with this, Bacardi in my system but
YEAH!
Why don’t we tell 'em what’s up with this Hoggystyle
I mean you can’t teach an old hog new tricks
But you can give an old hog a new BITCH!
Ha ha ha, it’s only right, that they know what they gettin into
I mean, being that we… hoggin
Hoggin!
You ready?
WAY MORE than I ever been
Alright let’s go
Never see us spendin on a bitch, these hogs is rich
Paw, I know you feel me wodie
We gettin so much mail dump a hater-ass botch in the ditch
Slap slap, chop chop on a bitch
Smob in ya whip, smob down the strip
But most of all these hogs will smob on a bitch
We won’t stop hoggin nooooo
We won’t stop smobbin hoeeee
I’m a straight A hog, you didn’t know I was smart man?
Fuck a two-step, we in the club doin the Bartman
Bitch gave me lip, I guess I shoulda shot her (yeah)
Cause I’m a pimp which stands for, Pussy Is My Product
Chickenheads is runnin they words just like Thanksgiving
Cause I can’t WAIT to be the first to cut the bird
Fuck what you heard, this is Boss Hog domination
We’ll dominate the charts and dominate a dominatrix
Fuck what a bitch think (fuck her) fuck it a bitch can sing (fuck 'em)
Just go down on me so I can watch your lips sync (holla)
To the base of my shaft, put your face on my shaft
Boss Hog, the new faces of rap
We can be friends with benefits (pssht)
But bitch I’m only your friend when I’m receivin benefits
So suck dick and skedaddle bitch (uh) from the East to the South bitch
And yeah I’ll shoot babies when I skeetin in your mouth bitch
Only two places (uh) I ain’t been befo'
Inside of a UFO and in love with a ho
Last year I took a bitch on a date and I was treatin
Then I seen Hailey’s Comet pass by when we was eatin
Meanin if you want me, to buy yo' beers
Ya lil' bitch, you gonna wait another ninety-six years
Then I’ll be full of Viagra, beat yo' ass with my cane
Drinkin Geritol and gin and gettin head on the train
The Hogs in the house (uh) Cuban and the Captain
Don’t touch my chinchilla, get my scrilla
Celph made this beat (uh) on stereo mode
Nigga you thought a 808 was an area code?
Ve-hog-ular homicide hoes, straight from out of my Vogues
Give a ho a clothesline if she ask me for clothes
Not a thug, in my trunk I don’t have no clip
Just a basketball, a jack, and a loudmouth… bitch!
«Pigs are filthy animals» «That's right lil' bitch!»
«Bitch. bitch. bitch. bitch»