Mullet Head Lyrics

Mullet Head

You're coming off like you're Van Damme
You've got Kenny G, in your Trans
Am
You've got names like Billy Ray
Now you sing Hip Hop Hooray
Put
your Dakleys and your stone wash on
Watching MTV and you mosh on
#1 on
the side and don't touch the back
#6 on the top and don't cut it wack,
Jack

Shiny chrome rims never rusted
Driving through the tunnel, you
might get busted
Never trusted, Mullet head
You know you took that girl
to bed
Cruising 8th Street Saturday night
Trying to find a head shop,
looking to fight
You've got that stonewash derriere
Spike the top because
the week-end is here

You wanna know what's a mullet? well
I got a
little story to tell
About a hair style, that's way of life
Have you ever
seen a Mullet wife?

Yo, take a chill B, check out my Spillbee
'Cause
you don't know about the Mullet head
Cruise in my Iroc, stonewash on my
cock
Got it like that 'cause I'm the Mullet head
Put me on trial 'cause
I'm worth your while
Pass me the comb 'cause I'm the Mullet man

Read
the New York Post, read a story
About Joey Buttafooco in all his
glory
They said he tried to freak it with a high school girl
Pimpin' Amy
Fisher to the rest of the world
A real lover man, a real Cassanova
Joey
got horny and now he's over
Amy got pissed, shot his wife
Joey gest to
jail for the rest of his life

Cut the sides, don't touch the back