Hey Asshole Lyrics

Hey Asshole
Hey, hey, hey you, hey you punk, yeah that's right pull
over now. Pull over now.
Pull over now. I said pull it over! That's right. Let
me see some ID. Let me see
your license. What is this? What is this shit? This
says "expired". Alright, get
the f**k out of the car now. What is that? Get a
f**king hair...

What is that f**king long hair? Get a haircut. Hey Joe,
look at this guy! Can you
see this? He's a f**king sissy. That's right. Alright,
up against the car now.
That's right, spread'em! I said spread'em!
You punk. Look at you, you f**king punk.
What rights? You want to hear your rights? f**k your
rights. Spread'em. Hey,
you want to spend the night in county, huh? Huh? What
do you think you are? Huh?
You think you're f**king smart? Why I ought to... Hey
what is that, punk? What
did you call me? You call me pig? I'll f**king throw
you down so fast... f**k you.
You punk. Alright, f**k you. Where did you get this
f**king car anyways?

What is this, a Dodge? f**king '69 Dodge? You're
driving... You got a license for
this? You got plates? Where's the plates on this thing?
I'll bet you ain't got any
insurance. You're driving around with no insurance,
aren't you? Hey Joe, look at this
guy. Alright, hey, what do you ... what's with your
bitch? Get her out ... You,
bitch, get out of the car now, too. Yeah that's right.
Spread'em! Get a f**king
haircut! You got a job? What kind of job? Get a real
job, punk!

Alright, freeze! Stay right where you are, don't move a
f**king inch. Don't move a
muscle. That's right, down, down on the floor, get
down. On your tummy. Spread'em!
What is this? What do we got here? A package. You got a
package. What is this doing?
White package. Oh, I see, yeah, you're a f**king drug
addict. You're a f**king drug
addict! Get a f**king job!

What's with your chick? She f**king ... Oh, Jesus
Christ, she's got an earing in her
nose! Joe, look at this chick! She's f**king sick. My
God! I hope she don't f**king
hang around with chicks ... I don't want my f**king
daughter ... Oh God, what a
nightmare! Quit your f**king whining. I don't want to
hear about it. Get in the back
... Look, I don't want to hear about your f**king
rights. You got one right. You got
the right to get in the back seat of the car now. You
got it? What? What was that? I
didn't hear that. I didn't f**king hear that. Look,
that's it. You're going down now.
That's it. And what's with that f**king earing? What
are you a fag? You some kind of
f**king sissy, huh? That's right, you're going down
with me ... and you too ma'am.
Let's go. I'm sorry, I don't want to hear about it. I
don't want to hear your crying.
You're with him. Don't give me this. Let's see the
f**king shit in your pockets.

Come on. You're coming with me now.

Hey look, I can make this real easy. I can just beat
the shit out of you and drop you
off somewhere and f**k the report. You know I got three
f**king pages of reports in
triplicate. So f**k you. You give me any hard time I'm
going to f**k you up. You
understand? You see this f**king gun right here? I'll
drill you so full of holes you
won't know what the f**k hit you.

My God, you're basically crying. God dammit, she sounds
like a f**king ... blaugh.

Oh she's annoying! Oh my God she sounds like f**king
... uh ... what the hell is that
... Joe, who is that bitch that whines all the time?
That, uh, Erma Bombeck or

Alright, open up the trunk. That's right. What's with
the bat? What's with the bat in
the back seat? What, do you play baseball? Oh I see. Oh
you're a gangbanger. Let me
see your f**king signs, let me see your colors. You got
colors? I got colors. Right
here. f**king black and blue all over your face.
What, are you representing? You want to throw down,
punk, huh?

You have the right to remain silent. You have the right
to an attorney. If you don't
have the money for an attorney, an attorney will be
appointed for you. If you give up
this right, then everything you say can and will be
used against you in a court of
law. Do you understand? Oh, f**k you, I don't care if
you understand. Get in the
f**king back seat now! Spread'em, punk! Punk, I ought
to give you a haircut right
now. Hey Joe, get me my f**king razorblade. I'm cutting
this kid's hair now. Look at
him. He looks like a f**king asshole. He's a sissy.
He's a f**king faggot. He drives
a Dodge! Where are you from? Are you from the south
side? Ohhh! Punk. You're a punk.
I eat you for breakfast you little f**king weasel.

Look at his f**king mug on this picture on his license.
He looks so decrepit I can't
believe it. He's got a face only a mother could hate.

Freeze, asshole! Freeze, you f**king son of a bitch!
Look, hey, I'm f**king too fat
to be chasing you around. I'll f**king drill you full
of holes, you punk. Quit you're
f**king running around. Hey look, I'm going to kill you
now! Then I'll throw you out
in the back seat, out in a back alley on the f**king
south side and no one will ever
know what the f**k happened to you. In the river with
you, you punk.

That's right, you want to spend the night in county,
huh? Huh? You punk, huh? You got
a job? Get a job!

Oh! What's this bag here? You got a bag of powder? Why
don't you give me some and
we'll forget about it. That's right. Yeah alright, so
what. Yeah, well, yeah what am
I? - f**king God? I'm human too. You know, you f**king
punks you think we're all
f**king the same. We're human! We got feelings! You
treat us like shit, you treat us
like f**king pigs. If it wasn't for us you little punks
would be beaten up by some
f**king nazi somewhere.

(Woman: Oh, not those handcuffs. I want the fur-lined

Hey, you like my boots?

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Songwriter(s): Jeffrey Thomas Ward, Alien Jourgensen
Publisher(s): Bike Music O.B.O. Lovolar Music, Copyright Control, 13th Planet Music Inc.

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