Hound Dogs Lyrics
The song Hound Dogs is performed by Insane Clown Posse .
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Hound doggin this muthuf**ka
Raise up off my nizzgas
Get off my nuts
Get off me, bitch
Ah shit, muthuf**kin' hound dogs what?
Swingin, from my balls so hard it's like
I got a third nut and look yo
I don't care who you know
Bitch what the f**k
Get the f**k to the back of the line
Lines of hoes sayin' you's my cousin
Like my mom and your mom are sisters or sumthin'
Oh yeah, we down go ahead let 'em in
Bah! knuckle hammers to the chin
Be down with me and I'll be down back
Put my d**k in your mouth
You gonna hear your neck snap
(Crack)
In fact, hoe f**k out my bus
Ask questions like a mutt
But ain't down to f**k
You see 'em come
You see 'em go
You see 'em come again
From my d**k to Twiztid's d**k
And then me
To Violent J's d**k
To Blaze's d**k
Try to grope us with they paws
Goddamn hound dogs
Bow wow, wow, yippy yo, yippy yay
Hound dogs ain't got shit to say
Bow wow, wow, yippy yo, yippy yay
Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone
Bow wow, wow, yippy yo, yippy yay
Hound dogs ain't got shit to say
Bow wow, wow, yippy yo, yippy yay
Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone
What's the whole meaning of a hound dog
Butt sniffin', d**k lickin'
All kind of wrong y'all
I'm in a club
Smokin' on a square
Step on out to get a little fresh air
But I can't do that
I get attacked like a cardiac
People rushin' front to back
They like sign that
(Bitch)
Ain't nuthin' wrong with giving me props
But actin' like the punk a*s cops
And swingin' off my nuts has gotta stop
Walk around, spreading rumors like you know
Sayin' shit you heard me tell a hoe after a show
Homey' I don't play that shit one bit
f**k around and get your head cut off right quick
Psychopathic bitch boy peep the axe
Specializing in splittin' the hound dog backs
Plottin against the whole world of facts
So get off my d**k and I'm out like that
Aight y'all
Wait come here
Oh my God you don't remember me? No
I had a crush on you for like nine years
I don't know you fat bitch
It's me, Jenny
I sat behind you in Ms. Crowberries chemistry cla*s
Bitch, I ain't even go to school
No, I'm saying if you were to sit there
It would be the shit
Do you think you could sign my shirt?
He, he, he
Yeah I remember school
Hoes back then was like Joe Bruce eww
Years pa*s by and look I'm a star
Now all them hoes are like Joe Bruce ahh
I'm still that nerdy a*s voodoo nut
Now I got hound dogs sniffin' my butt
I could have a worm hangin' out of my d**k hole
And they'd be like, aww' I think it's cute though
Miss me with all that I ain't changed any
Look at me I make Big Pun look skinny
I'm ugly as f**k resembling a cling on
Hoes still let me get my ding a ling a swing on
What up with these pop kids buyin' my shit
Mainstream groupies get off my d**k
I wanna see real juggalos at shows
f**k these backstreet richie fake hoes
Bow wow, wow, yippy yo, yippy yay
Hound dogs ain't got shit to say
Bow wow, wow, yippy yo, yippy yay
Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone
Bow wow, wow, yippy yo, yippy yay
Hound dogs ain't got shit to say
Bow wow, wow, yippy yo, yippy yay
Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone
Y'all don't even know who the f**k I am
Yet bitches like you's his friend goddamn
My lips is crusty
My feets is musty
Lift up my nuts and my itch is dusty
I ain't had pus*y in eleven years
(What?)
I been dead
(Oh)
Ain't nobody sheddin' tears
Look bitch I don't give a f**k about fame
Got cock for you bitches 'cause I'm married to the game
Ain't no shit to the shit I speak
Slap hound dog bitches in they face for weeks freak
I see you hatin' on my Raiders cap
When back in the day you was all about that
(Sure was)
Shot that a*s out back in '89
Perry wearin' locs and this clock of mine
Rose from the dead with the Lotus clique
I'm done played out and I ain't changin' shit
(Nope)
Hey aren't you monoxide child?
That's right bitch
Right the skinny one
My best friend John
Is supposed to be cousins with you or sumthin'
Who?
So like I figured if you give me your phone number
I could give it to him
And maybe we could all hang out or sumthin'
Shit
Whatever
Oh my God, it's Blaze
Hey dead homey!
You's a hound dog bitch allow me to smack your face
Ridin' on my d**k now how my nuts taste
Everyplace that I go somebody want a photograph
Or an autograph
But can I get a gap
How did y'all get started?
Your shit is really tight
And what be motivatin' y'all to grab a pen and write?
Listen here little bitch I'm the killer in disguise
Twiztid muthaf**ka with them milk white eyes
I despise how you perpetrate like a juggalo
But you ain't down muthaf**ka
You's a juggahoe
Hey hoe, you're afraid of the facts
Never packin' a gat and always seen with an axe
Take another picture and I'll break your jaw
I got an 80 pound punch for each and every one of y'all
Muthaf**kas with the bitch a*s hound dog face
My a*s cracks exposed go ahead and get a taste
Bow wow, wow, yippy yo, yippy yay
Hound dogs ain't got shit to say
Bow wow, wow, yippy yo, yippy yay
Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone
Bow wow, wow, yippy yo, yippy yay
Hound dogs ain't got shit to say
(Muthaf**kin hound dog muthuf**ka)
Bow wow, wow, yippy yo, yippy yay
Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone
Yo, yo, it be the same hound dogs in different cities
Starin' at me like I'm a set of titties
Autographin t-shirts, hats, and socks
And this bitch don't even know Riddlebox
Real juggalos don't want no picture
They just walk up like what up ninja?
After that they give a f**k where I'm headin'
They're like f**k him we lookin' for neden
And I don't need anymore free tattoos
Got my arms lookin' like Motley Crue's
I could be talkin' to the finest bitch in the land
And you'd run up like, hey, what up man?
That's when I slap you right on the spot
And have Billy Bill beat you down in the parking lot
Do I think I'm better 'cause neden comes easy
For sheesy bitch
Bottom line y'alls get off our balls
Psychopathic out like Biggie Smalls
Dark Lotus little biatch