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Epmd

Genres: Hip-Hop

Mr. Bozack Lyrics - Epmd

(P: PMD E: Erick Sermon B: Both) 

P: Good morning Mr. Bozack time to wake up the nuts 

(For what) to hit the shower so I can wash the butt 

E: Damn (Last night was crazy) word life I had a blast 

P: It was ass for days nuts had a full tank of gas 

E: Golly G word P tits and VD 

P: Pussy kicking louder than my Alpine Benzi box 

E: Yes I fresh sweet like gumdrops 

Pay me like Oprah and no one to cockblock 

P: Slow down big fella (why) I think you're gassing me 

E: P, get off my big dick, chill, stop harassing me 

P: Your dick, you mean my dick and don't forget 

Now let me scrub that head because it smells like fish 

B: Mr. Bozack (repeat 2X) 

E: That's your fault, black (explain) no jim hat 

You got in some fly shit and stuck me in bear back 

Smarty, what happened over there at the party 

Was it Vodka and smeared on a bit of Bacardi 

P: No dick (don't call me that) sorry Mr. Bozack 

But you didn't help, talking bout (where the hoes at) 

E: I was hard (how hard) hard enuff to buck 

(Shit, you didn't rush the pussy) see, I stuffed her like a duck 

P: Mr. Bozack (what) you went out like a sucker 

E: Not me, G, P, 'cause you the one who bucked her 

P: Hachoo (God bless you) damn, here's a tissue 

E: Yo, P I'm feeling sick 

P: Relax, what can I get you, Tetracycline 

E: No a penicillin cap, it burns 

P: Yo, chill Mr. Bozack 

E: No, I can't believe that (cool Jack) screw that 

All you had to do was wear a jim hat 

P: I reached for one, but didn't quite make it 

She grabbed on your head piece, I couldn't quite take it 

Now lounge Mr. Bozack, stop cryin like a wuss 

Now bone up the nuts, g, 'cause yo, there's more puss 

E: Look, P, the be -O-Z is like Audi 

P: Audi like who 

E: Motherfuckin Kurt Gowdy 

It's the jim... owwww, it burns 

Don't worry, G, I'll have ya hooked up on Friday 

We'll go get the shot real quick 

Everything will be copestetic 

Oh what the hell all, got to stab this hoe cake right? 

 

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