Lyrics:
soul, baby
What's up now, it's gonna be alright
Ham hocks, red beans, cornbread, bacon on the side
Ham hocks, red beans, cornbread, bacon on the side
on the blacktop
Sweating in the summer got me looking like a ham hock
Never owned a gold chain
Never seen a diamond ring
Never worn a pair of Jordans
Now
out, I tell 'em I can't get crossed (triple cross)
I'm rich as hell, my pockets fat as hell like ham hocks (ham hocks)
Yeah, it's the mayor and the Mob
All she was left with was
Porkchops and teardrops,
Blues in the big box
Grief served with ham hocks
Microwave memories, misery
Milkshakes and heartache
Meat farm country road ham hocks on the stove
That's how it is out on my side
Everybody know what happen ain't nobody told a soul
That's how it is out
felt grateful and groovy but Roland the roadie felt love
And some folks loves ham hocks and some folks loves pork chops and some folks love vegetable
Keep a 40 and a box wid her
Ain't my shorty but I rox wid her agh!
Curing? wid her
Boilin down some ham hocks wid her
Rockin his and hers crocs wid her
on no chimney
I'm full as a tick, fix me a plate, I got the remedy
Some greens and that ham, not
Don't need no ham hocks
Don't play me like I'm
on no chimney
I'm full as a tick, fix me a plate, I got the remedy
Some greens and that ham, not
Don't need no ham hocks
Don't play me like I'm
Ham hocks, pork chops, collard greens
And polly pops
Candied yams, corn bread, cabbage on the side
Yum yum o-o-o oohh, yum yum
That's what my New
I'm talking Square-Toes and Twitty
Got that Kershaw in your jeans, ham hock in your beans
Hometown's itty-bitty
To the left, to the right of where
Don't stop talking till a half past ten
Back to the kitchen to the ole light box
Cool lemonade and a-warm ham hocks
She's a milkshake mademoiselle
lemonade and a-warm ham hocks
[Chorus]
Well, she turned on the TV, go girl go
Had a love scene on a late late show
Dream of tomorrow at recess time
Why did I leave that last pork chop
Well met this fine gal in the choir
She sure could sing
She said come down to my house
I'm going to give you ham
any hustler his favorite color is money green
Blacked out tint white wall spinnin'
Lookin' for the ham hock neck bone, collard green, cornbread eatin'
socks on no chimney
I'm fit as a tick, fix me a plate
I got the remedy
Some greens and that ham, not
Don't need no ham hocks
Don't play me like I'm
and candied yams
Sugar-cured Virginia hams
Basement full of those berry jams
And that's what I like about the South
Ham hocks and turnip greens
Hog jolls
gonna kick some dust
Don't two plus two it or three plus three it
Four by four and to a place that's scenic
Heat it up like some hot ham hocks cooking
baking I got you on my mind
Rubbing that sun tan lotion all up over your body
So amazing how you sparkle when I glaze you swine
Hey my pretty ham hock
So I don't fall in when she wants more
I got excited she threw
Her ham hocks over me
One the size of a truck
The other the size of a tree
She
(Lamb' drop)
Yeah, but that Lamb' drop
We be whippin' in the kitchen, smell like ham hocks (ew)
When I talk, I bet my fans stop (I bet they stop)
I'm
over, baby
Until the fat lady sings
I got excited she through
Her ham hocks over me
One the size of a truck
The other the size of a tree
She whispered
get home yeah 'tis the season
Greens and them ham hocks
Yeah where's the seasoning
Hope that aunty come wrap Santas gifts yeah
Hope that none her
It's classic
Slapping brothers with some lettuce from jurasstic
I counteract it with the Shock with ham hocks
From brothers who might Tupac
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