Lyrics Beastie Boys

Beastie Boys

Mullet Head

Yea

You're coming off like you're Van Damme

You've got Kenny G, in your Trans Am

You've got names like Billy Ray

Now you sing 'Hip Hop Hooray'

Put your Oakley's, stone wash on

Watching MTV and you watch on

And #1 on the side and don't touch the back

And #6 on the top and don't cut it wack, Jack

Mullet head, don't touch the back

Cut the sides, don't touch the back

Cut the sides, don't touch the back

Cut the sides and don't touch the back

Shiny chrome rims never rusted

Driving through the tunnel and you might get busted

Never trusted, mullet head

You know you took that girl to bed

Cruising 8th Street, Saturday night

And trying to find a head shop, looking to fight

You've got that stonewash derriere, yeah

Spike the top because the week-end is here

You wanna know what's a mullet?

Well, I got a little story to tell

About a hair style that's way of life

Have you ever seen a mullet wife?

Yo, take a chill B, check out my Spillbee

'Cause you don't know about the mullet head

Cruise in my IROC, stonewash on my cock

Got it like that 'cause I'm the mullet head

Put me on trial, I'm worth your while

Pass me the comb 'cause I'm the mullet man

Got The New York Post, read that story

About Joey Buttafooco in all his glory

They said he tried to freak it with a high school girl

Pimpin' Amy Fisher to the rest of the world

A real lover man, a real Casanova

Joey got horny and now he's over

Amy got pissed, shot his wife

Joey goes to jail for the rest of his life

Cut the sides, don't touch the back

The back, the back

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