Suburban Homeboy

I am a suburban homeboy
With a suburban ho right by my side
I am a suburban homeboy
And I say "yo, dog" to my pool-cleaning guy
I hold my baggie and laugh for them
I play my Shaggy and laugh for them
I pop a cap on some fool at the Gap

And I'm a suburban homeboy

I am a suburban homeboy
With a suburban ho right by my side
I am a suburban homeboy
And I say "yo, dog" to my detailing guy
I bought me cornrows on Amazon
I started listening to Farrakhan
My caddy and me, he looks just like Jay-Z

And I'm a suburban homeboy

I am a suburban homeboy
With a suburban ho right by my side
She's known as "Miss Missy" tan and bomb
And she's one freak bitch, ain't no lie
She's from the projects in St. Tropez
She looks like Iverson in a way
She yo-yos me and I yo-yo her back

And I'm a suburban homeboy
She yo-yos me and I yo-yo her back
And I'm a suburban homeboy
She yo-yos me and I yo-yo her back
And I'm a suburban homeboy

We are suburban homeboys
With our suburban hoes right by our sides
We are suburban homeboys
And we say "yo, dog" and we mean it by God
We've got an old-school mentality
Oxford and Cambridge mentality

Props to our peeps and please keep your receipts and
We are suburban homeboys
Props to our peeps and please keep your receipts and
We are suburban homeboys
Props to our peeps and please keep your receipts and
We are suburban homeboys
Props to our peeps and please keep your receipts and
We are suburban homeboys