[Intro] Hubert in the mud Hubert with a grin Potbelly to a legend (yeah, we back again) [Verse 1] Started as a runt by the cinderblock fence Grease stain belly Smelled like cents Kids threw scraps He’d snatch Then stare One black eye like “touch it I dare” Rusty swing creak Loose pitbull chain Hubert in the shade Memorizing pain Saw boots Saw belts Saw hands go hard Swore in that sty he’d run this yard [Chorus] Hubert the hogg of SunCoast trailer hood Tracks in the mud say he up to no good Snout to the ground Got a taste for the power If you hear that snort Better lock your door Coward Hubert the hogg Belly draggin’ in the clay Used to beg scraps Now he takin’ whole plates From lot 1A to the edge of the woods Everybody bow to the hogg of the hood (hogg) [Verse 2] Old man Earl left the gate half-cracked Hubert saw daylight Never looked back Hit that ditch like a four-wheeled truck Squealed one time like “wish me luck” Flipped Miss Patty’s trash Raided her stash Ate his fill Left hoofprint tracks Busted up coolers Tipped over chairs Every single porch light buzzed in the air Now he struts past beer cans Broke-down rides Spray paint tag on the water tower side “Hubert Hogg” drippin’ red in a streak Trailer park kingdom under his feet [Chorus] Hubert the hogg of SunCoast trailer hood Tracks in the mud say he up to no good Snout to the ground Got a taste for the power If you hear that snort Better lock your door Coward Hubert the hogg Belly draggin’ in the clay Used to beg scraps Now he takin’ whole plates From lot 1A to the edge of the woods Everybody bow to the hogg of the hood (hogg) [Bridge] [beat drops Low and sparse] He don’t oink He command Whole park in his hand Trailer doors slam shut When they hear that grunt He the shadow in the floodlight fog Big black shape on your front yard log Pray he pass by Don’t chew your wire He the pork-side king of the brushfire [Chorus] Hubert the hogg of SunCoast trailer hood Tracks in the mud say he up to no good Snout to the ground Got a taste for the power If you hear that snort Better lock your door Coward Hubert the hogg Belly draggin’ in the clay Used to beg scraps Now he takin’ whole plates From lot 1A to the edge of the woods Everybody bow to the hogg of the hood (hogg, hogg)
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