Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yea...
You're coming off like you're Van Damme
Look like Kenny G in your Trans Am
You've got a name like Billy Ray
Now you sing Hip Hop Hooray
Put your Oakleys and your stone wash on
Watching MTV as you mosh on
#1 on the side and don't touch the back
#6 on the top and don't cut it wack, Jack
[Verse 2]
Mullet Head
Cut the sides, don't touch the back
[Verse 3]
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
Trying to find a head shop, looking to fight
You've got that stonewash derrière
Spike the top because the weekend is here
[Verse 4]
You wanna know what's a mullet? Well
I got a little story to tell
About a hair style, that's a way of life
Have you ever seen a Mullet Wife?
[Verse 5]
Yo, take a chill B, check out my Shelby
'Cause you don't know about the Mullet Head
Cruising in my IROC, stonewash on my cock
Got it like that 'cause I'm the Mullet Head
Put me on trial 'cause I'm worth your while
Pass me the comb 'cause I'm the Mullet Man
[Verse 6]
Got The New York Post, read that story
About Joey Buttafuoco 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 Cassanova
Joey got horny and now he's over
Amy got pissed, shot his wife
Joey goes to jail for the rest of his life
[Verse 7]
Cut the sides and don't touch the back...
Written by: Adam Horovitz, Adam Yauch, Amery Smith, Michael Diamond