Homies Lyrics

Homies lyrics

(Violent J) 

                     Let me ask you this about this life we
live 

                     And let me try to swerve some of this
attention you give 

                     To them distant ass relatives
over ham dinner and 

                     If they really miss you so much


                     Why don't they just call in? (Muthafucka) 

   
                 If you wasn't blood, would you still have love? 

        
            Or in fact does the blood make you think you have to love? 

  
                  Look I probably love my family more then anybody here 

 
                   But my homies are family too 

                    
Third cousins get outta here 

                     Who was you with when
you got tatooed? 

                     Who was you tripping with when you
did them mushrooms? 

                     Who the fuck threw up all over
your car? 

                     And then felt worse then you about that
shit in the morning? (Friends ya'll) 



                     (Shaggy
2 Dope) 

                     Who loans ya money, homie? 

          
          Who owes ya cash? 

                     Who taught you how to
use the bong, fold the grass? 

                     I don't know much but
I gotta assume 

                     When ya hit ya first neden, ya homies
was in the room 



                     (Chorus) 

             
       We talking about HOMIES HOMIES 

                     (talkin bout
road dawgs of mine) 

                     Our motha fuckin HOMIES
HOMIES!!! 

                     (we Throwin up clown love signs)

  
                  We are juggalo HOMIES HOMIES!!! 

                    
HOMIES HOMIES (Man that's my dogg) 



                     (Violent
J) 

                     Have you ever had a job that you truly dispise?


                     Like I dunno maybe dishwashing or fucking flipping
fries 

                     Then you got this boss who thinks he's the
don mega 

                     Cause he the head manager (Cheif chilli
Fry maker) 

                     All you could vision is ya'll beating
him down 

                     Your homies standing on his back while you
kicking his head around 

                     But responsibility is there,
I can't lie tho 

                     I would a been plucked his fucking
eyeball out with a chicken bone 

                     Crazy as fuck I'll
rip your peircings off 

                     And now my homies are
holding me back so I don't look soft 



                     (Shaggy
2 Dope) 

                     When you snuck the car out who did you get?


                     And when you got caught, who you blame the shit?


                     who can you relax around and scratch yo balls 

                     Homies are talking about you and yours 



   
                 (Chorus) 

                     We talking about HOMIES
HOMIES 

                     We're muthafucking HOMIES HOMIES!!! 

 
                   We are juggalo HOMIES HOMIES!!! 

                    
(yeah yeah yeah)HOMIES HOMIES (hey hey hey) 

                     If ya
don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! 

                     If ya don't like me
ya can Fuck Off!! 



                     (Jamie Madrox) 

     
               Me and my homies stay tight like a noose 

                 
   And if you step to one of us you betta step to the whole crew 

        
            I never knew that I could depend 

                     That I
could have some friends that's down til the very end 

                   
 Well that's my home boys, excuse me, my family 

                     And
when we conquer the world 

                     We macking on the galaxy
cause sky's the limit 

                     And we ain't finished 


                    And if my homies gonna ride ya know I'm with it 



                     (Monoxide Child) 

                     Puff it and
pass it and I give it to my homies ya'll 

                     Hit it and
quit it and I give it to my homies ya'll 

                     I got the
world around my finger with my homies ya'll 

                     And
everything is obsilete unless I hear my homies call 

                    
We worldwide, were homies around the planet 

                     Sticking
together like zippers on Michael Jackson's 'Beat It' jacket 

             
       They got my back like a tat for that, I love ya'll 

               
     Hanging till we old and grey like grandpa (Psychopathic) 



    
                (Chorus) 

                     HOMIES HOMIES!! 

    
                We are muthafucking HOMIES HOMIES!!! 

                    
We are juggalo HOMIES HOMIES!!! 

                     HOMIES HOMIES!! 

                     If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! 

            
        If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! 

                     If ya
don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! 

                     If ya don't like me
ya can Fuck Off!! Fuck Off!!! Fuck Off!!! 

                     (ICP and
Twiztid giving props in the background) 

                     We talking
about HOMIES HOMIES 

                     We are muthafuckin HOMIES
HOMIES 

                     We are juggalo HOMIES HOMIES 

        
            HOMIES HOMIES 

                     If ya don't like me ya can
Fuck Off!! 

                     If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!!


                     If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! 

      
              If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! Fuck Off!!! Fuck Off!!!