"Teabag Hound" lyrics
Press play, and start the beat up
It's time to get my freak on
And now I'd like to greet ya
With a sack to the face, it's nice to meet ya
Two legs, with balls between 'em
Tell me which one is sweeter
Drag my sack from your head to your feet
Then kick back and relax, have a slice of pizza
This is how I do it when I drop my sack
After a close-range kill, a quick melee attack
There ain't nothin' you can do to stop me from doin' this
The only reason I keep goin' is 'cause you get so pissed (Haha)
It's time to bow down
I'm about to drop drown
You hear that thumpin' sound?
Because I'm a T-bag hound
Just as you turn around
Too late, you got beat down
Now take a facial pound
I'ma T-bag you, I'm the king in town
Droppin' sack is such a thrill
I don't give a gosh-darn, even if I'm killed
In the middle of a T-bag, it'd be worth it
'Cause when I lay [?], it's plainly perfect
Don't keep track of headshots
My KDR doesn't mean a lot
Only thing that I got are my up and downs
Keep goin' 'til your respawn screen runs out (Hahahaha)
Even if you shoot me and I'm on your team
Then, what's about to happen next is a true T-bagger's dream
Because, nothin' beats a satisfyin' betrayal kill
And you can't even talk trash ('Cause your mouth'll be filled, heehee)
It's time to bow down
I'm about to drop drown
You hear that thumpin' sound?
Because I'm a T-bag hound
Just as you turn around
Too late, you got beat down
Now take a facial pound
I'ma T-bag you, I'm the king in town
This ain't just humpin' it's a ritual dance
'Cause droppin' T-bags is just like shakin' hands
So grab your guns, and whip out your nuts
There's no need to lose your pants, you won't be usin' your butts
It's time to bow down
I'm about to drop drown
You hear that thumpin' sound?
Because I'm a T-bag hound
Just as you turn around
Too late, you got beat down
Now take a facial pound
I'ma T-bag you, I'm the king in town
It's time to bow down (Time to bow)
I'm about to drop drown (I'm 'bout to drow')
You hear that thumpin' sound? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Because I'm a T-bag hound
Just as you turn around
Too late, you got beat down
Now take a facial pound
I'ma T-bag you, I'm the king in town
It's time to get my freak on
And now I'd like to greet ya
With a sack to the face, it's nice to meet ya
Two legs, with balls between 'em
Tell me which one is sweeter
Drag my sack from your head to your feet
Then kick back and relax, have a slice of pizza
This is how I do it when I drop my sack
After a close-range kill, a quick melee attack
There ain't nothin' you can do to stop me from doin' this
The only reason I keep goin' is 'cause you get so pissed (Haha)
It's time to bow down
I'm about to drop drown
You hear that thumpin' sound?
Because I'm a T-bag hound
Just as you turn around
Too late, you got beat down
Now take a facial pound
I'ma T-bag you, I'm the king in town
Droppin' sack is such a thrill
I don't give a gosh-darn, even if I'm killed
In the middle of a T-bag, it'd be worth it
'Cause when I lay [?], it's plainly perfect
Don't keep track of headshots
My KDR doesn't mean a lot
Only thing that I got are my up and downs
Keep goin' 'til your respawn screen runs out (Hahahaha)
Even if you shoot me and I'm on your team
Then, what's about to happen next is a true T-bagger's dream
Because, nothin' beats a satisfyin' betrayal kill
And you can't even talk trash ('Cause your mouth'll be filled, heehee)
It's time to bow down
I'm about to drop drown
You hear that thumpin' sound?
Because I'm a T-bag hound
Just as you turn around
Too late, you got beat down
Now take a facial pound
I'ma T-bag you, I'm the king in town
This ain't just humpin' it's a ritual dance
'Cause droppin' T-bags is just like shakin' hands
So grab your guns, and whip out your nuts
There's no need to lose your pants, you won't be usin' your butts
It's time to bow down
I'm about to drop drown
You hear that thumpin' sound?
Because I'm a T-bag hound
Just as you turn around
Too late, you got beat down
Now take a facial pound
I'ma T-bag you, I'm the king in town
It's time to bow down (Time to bow)
I'm about to drop drown (I'm 'bout to drow')
You hear that thumpin' sound? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Because I'm a T-bag hound
Just as you turn around
Too late, you got beat down
Now take a facial pound
I'ma T-bag you, I'm the king in town
Writer(s): John Gelardi, Timothy Ames
