If you ain’t got no home get yo’ broke ass some money
You say: If you ain’t got no home get yo’ broke ass some money
H-O-M-E-L-E-S-S, yeah H-O-M-E-L-E-S-S

[B-Section:]
We’re riding the city bus
Out on the town
Gettin’ some shut eye
Pissing my pants
In the back seat
And I want change
I’m Homeless, I’m grossy grossy

[Chorus:]
I’m homeless
I’m homeless, homeless
I’m Homeless, I’m grossy grossy

[Chorus:]
I’m homeless
I’m homeless, homeless
I’m Homeless, I’m grossy grossy

[Verse:]
Wear them coats and donated threads
All them things ain’t worth a shit
Security and police
Shoplifting stuff to drink
I be on the bus again
Newspaper pillow for my head
I’m not clean, I smell like piss and Beam
I’m no king, I’m a begging machine
Outside of Taco Bell
Dumpster diving, gross as hell
I don’t care, I’m still here
No matter how much booze I steal
After the smoke or after slammin’
I like to go find a bush and get rammin’
Sippin’, reminiscing on the days when I had somethin’

[B-Section:]
And now I’m in…
A city bus
Out on the town
Gettin’ some shut eye
Pissing my pants
In the back seat
And I want change
I’m Homeless, I’m grossy grossy

[Chorus:]
I’m homeless
I’m homeless, homeless
I’m Homeless, I’m grossy grossy

[Chorus:]
I’m homeless
I’m homeless, homeless
I’m Homeless, I’m grossy grossy

[Ludacris:]
I’m talking Jim Beam wishes, shopping cart dreams
You deserve nothing but all the thrift store things
Now this whole world has no clue what to do with us
I’ve got enough money in my pocket for the number two bus
Brother gotta keep enough ched
To support your crackhead
Lifestyles so broke and shameless
O.J. will get jealous
Half a fifty for the rock
Taking trips from here to the docks
So if you ain’t got no home, get yo’ broke ass some money
H-O-M-E-L-E-S-S, yeah H-O-M-E-L-E-S-S

[B-Section:]
We’re riding the city bus
Out on the town
Gettin’ some shut eye
Pissing my pants
In the back seat
And I want change
I’m Homeless, I’m grossy grossy

[Chorus:]
I’m homeless
I’m homeless, homeless
I’m Homeless, I’m grossy grossy

[Chorus:]
I’m homeless
I’m homeless, homeless
I’m Homeless, I’m grossy grossy

[Verse:]
I got problems up to here
I’ve got bugs in my ear
Telling people crazy things
That they don’t want to know
I got thrown into the tank
And I’d really like to thank
All the guys with whom I drank
Thanks for buying bros
Cause I remember yesterday
When I dreamt about the days
When I smoked out on the street, that be really dope
Damn, it’s been a long road
And the winters are cold
I’m glad my mama tell me so
She let her boy know

(If you ain’t got no home, get your broke ass some money)
My mama told me so
(I said, if you ain’t got no home, get your broke ass some money)
She let her boy know
(If you ain’t got no home, get your broke ass some money)
My mama told me so
(If you ain’t got no home, get your broke ass some money)
She let her boy know