Jorma Taccone - Hey Ya Ho lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, what [Verse 1] Rock hard, b**h disregard everything Anything, anyone, everyone got a gun sh**, don't have to tell me sh** Rip out my dick and take a sh** Think I'm not a alien, f** you trick I just took a sh** (I'm a motherf**ing dick) My grandmama is hot it makes me sick It makes me wanna make out with her and s** on her tits But that's just me, I'm Hunter the hungry Rather f** you cause your girlfriend is fugly Which in my books if for fun and giggly Hehe-hehe-hehe Teepee, teepee where I live Eat raw meat like the Indians did, b**h [Hook] Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya ho Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya ho Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya ho Hey ya, hey ya, f** your ho Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya ho Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya ho Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya ho Hey ya, hey ya, what's up bro [Verse 2] Not a god damn thing (x8) Call friend, ring ding ding ding (Hello?) I'm the lawnmower man, only more perverted If you ain't seen that flick then your head is hurting f** your whole team and that horse you rode in on Seriously the horse looks great I wanna f** right now Your horse looks great so you better get down Song was a hit even though I gave a sh** when I wrote it [Hook] Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya ho Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya ho Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya ho Hey ya, hey ya, f** your ho Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya ho Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya ho Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya ho Hey ya, hey ya, what's up bro