she walks down the street
uggz pounding on her feet
sweat drips down my face
her shoes... Oh I want a taste...

Gothic kids, so unique
Cut their wrists, make a shriek
Rattling chains down the hall
You hear them yell, "Let's kill em all!"

Sweaty toes make my day
My foot slave, I'll obey
Mike Hoffman, I love your feet
Seeing them is a smelly treat

Kids in black sniffing crack
If you wear white, they'll attack
All you want is some attention
Cutting your wrists in detention

this songs for the lonely boys
the slutty girls and the foot toys
you sit in your room on friday nights
you think it's love at first sight

sorry boy, but I hate you
a giant hole, please fall into
You ugly, I'm too hot for you
look at those uggz I know you want to chew

All I want when I race my wife
To beat her to KFC, I'd risk my life
But I will never compare
Her dark legs make it unfair

Yellow girl in the yellow bus
Adjacent to mine, erotic thrust
I look at her, she looks back
Just kidding, I'd have a heart attack

Thug Wang beats up bitches
Thinking of it gives me twitches
She pushed me out the lunch lines
After that, she broke my spine

Popularity is number one
Hewett's a jock and Egypt won
The High Sox get all the ho's
If we make them, out of snow

Sorry boy, but I hate you
A giant hole, please fall into
You ugly, I'm too hot for you
Look at those uggz I know you want to chew
Oh baby, I love you
But your uggz, they won't do

Lyrics submitted by Contristo

Homeboyz of the Suburbs song meanings
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