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B ballin' with my home boys by SPELL ICUP NIBBA March 28, 2017
The Boys Come Marching Home
Upon venturing into the glory hole of your sexual partner, after giving her one hell of an orgasm, she will emit a moan of pure ecstasy, and you will know you've completed a job well done.
NOTE: This is synonymous with "Completing Your Final Mission"
NOTE: This is synonymous with "Completing Your Final Mission"
Little Tony, everyone's lovable little scamp, went to a party with his more matured friends. He meets a girl.
Enter Tony, stage left
Tony: Hey there. Would you like to talk with me for a little while?
Esmeralda: Sure sweet heart.
Enter Mordechai, Tony's wingman.
Mordechai: Hey there, Tony ol' buddy ol' pal! I see you've been hittin' it off with this hoe for a little while now. You gonna fuck her or what?
Tony: Oh, um, excuse me miss, my friend here is a little under the influence. You see, his blood alcohol content has exceeded its-
Esmeralda: Oh it's okay, I'm used to it.
Suddenly, Mordechai arouses the crowd, and a riot breaks out, in which Tony and Esmeralda surf the crowd together.
Tony: Oh my, I knew I shouldn't have come to this shindig! I have a test tomorrow!
Esmeralda: You need to lighten up, big boy. You as tense as a bag o' chips.
Suddenly, Mordechai and the others throw Tony and Esmeralda in a room, and the door is blocked by the fellow party-goers. They are in the room alone for 3 hours. This is the first time they have been alone all night.
After being in the room for all that time, the door knob began to twist. Everyone fell silent and stared at the door.
After it opened, Tony stood there, belt buckle undone.
Tony: The Boys Come Marching Home.
The crowd bursts into cheers
Mordechai: LET'S PARTY
Suddenly, "Feeling Hot Hot Hot" started playing, and everyone danced
FIN
Enter Tony, stage left
Tony: Hey there. Would you like to talk with me for a little while?
Esmeralda: Sure sweet heart.
Enter Mordechai, Tony's wingman.
Mordechai: Hey there, Tony ol' buddy ol' pal! I see you've been hittin' it off with this hoe for a little while now. You gonna fuck her or what?
Tony: Oh, um, excuse me miss, my friend here is a little under the influence. You see, his blood alcohol content has exceeded its-
Esmeralda: Oh it's okay, I'm used to it.
Suddenly, Mordechai arouses the crowd, and a riot breaks out, in which Tony and Esmeralda surf the crowd together.
Tony: Oh my, I knew I shouldn't have come to this shindig! I have a test tomorrow!
Esmeralda: You need to lighten up, big boy. You as tense as a bag o' chips.
Suddenly, Mordechai and the others throw Tony and Esmeralda in a room, and the door is blocked by the fellow party-goers. They are in the room alone for 3 hours. This is the first time they have been alone all night.
After being in the room for all that time, the door knob began to twist. Everyone fell silent and stared at the door.
After it opened, Tony stood there, belt buckle undone.
Tony: The Boys Come Marching Home.
The crowd bursts into cheers
Mordechai: LET'S PARTY
Suddenly, "Feeling Hot Hot Hot" started playing, and everyone danced
FIN
The Boys Come Marching Home by Mother Fucker Extrodinaire November 28, 2009
boy's home
boy's home by gregory sparks November 3, 2007
East Side Homeboys Neighborhood Crip Gang
EAST SIDE HOMEBOYS NEIGHBORHOOD CRIP GANG(FORMERLY KNOWN AS EAST SIDE HOMEBOYS 13), IS A CRIP GANG LOCATED IN EAST DALLAS/ PLEASANT GROVE NEIGHBORHOOD IN DALLAS, TX. THEY ARE NOT AFFILIATED WITH THE MEXICAN MAFIA OR MEXAKANEMI. THE FALL UNDER D*TOWN TANGO BLAST OR CRIP IN THE TEXAS PRISON SYSTEM. EAST SIDE HOMEBOYS CRIPPIN NEVVA SLIPPIN!!! FUCK ALL SLOBS, DIE-RUS, AND VARRIO 13!!! SLOB/SNOOP 187!!
East Side Homeboys Neighborhood Crip Gang by NINO*Dtha T.H.U.G August 17, 2021
you aint shit without your homeboys
2Pac
Oh shit, caught that nigga alone
Ain't that a bitch
Hey, uh, this one here is, uhh
for them niggaz that be Johnny Dangerous when they be fuckin fifty deep
But they be fuckin cowards when they by theyselves
You know who I'm talkin about
(You know who I'm talkin about) that's right
You ain't shit without your homeboys
You ain't shit without your homeboys
You ain't shit without your homeboys
Oh shit, caught that nigga alone
Ain't that a bitch
Hey, uh, this one here is, uhh
for them niggaz that be Johnny Dangerous when they be fuckin fifty deep
But they be fuckin cowards when they by theyselves
You know who I'm talkin about
(You know who I'm talkin about) that's right
You ain't shit without your homeboys
You ain't shit without your homeboys
You ain't shit without your homeboys
Now
Now everytime I see you cats is rollin in packs
For the life of me I cannot see why you don't know how to act
Love to clown when you deep, but when you on that solo creep
out on the streets you don't hear a peep
Nigga it's a god damn shame, somebody explain
why they sent a Bad Boy to play a grown man's game
Tear that ass out the frame, completely get that ass kicked
Woke up on the street but you'll be sleepin in the casket
How long will it last, nigga don't ask, just be first to blast
Outlaw on the mash tryin to be the first to see some cash
My shit's classic, like my nigga Nate
Go get the tape, we keep the nation anticipatin until we break
Money made me evil, court cases got me stressed
Niggaz aimin at my head but I still wear my vest
I don't give a fuck motherfuckers I'm loc
They all duckin when my gun smoke
cause you ain't shit without your homeboys
You probably run at the sound of funk
I give a fuck, you niggaz is punks
Without your homeboys, you be the first to reach in your trunk
You scary niggaz is punks, you ain't shit without your homeboys
Nigga, punk ass motherfucker
You aint shit without your homeboys
Throw your hands up you little trick, coward motherfucker
Now everytime I see you cats is rollin in packs
For the life of me I cannot see why you don't know how to act
Love to clown when you deep, but when you on that solo creep
out on the streets you don't hear a peep
Nigga it's a god damn shame, somebody explain
why they sent a Bad Boy to play a grown man's game
Tear that ass out the frame, completely get that ass kicked
Woke up on the street but you'll be sleepin in the casket
How long will it last, nigga don't ask, just be first to blast
Outlaw on the mash tryin to be the first to see some cash
My shit's classic, like my nigga Nate
Go get the tape, we keep the nation anticipatin until we break
Money made me evil, court cases got me stressed
Niggaz aimin at my head but I still wear my vest
I don't give a fuck motherfuckers I'm loc
They all duckin when my gun smoke
cause you ain't shit without your homeboys
You probably run at the sound of funk
I give a fuck, you niggaz is punks
Without your homeboys, you be the first to reach in your trunk
You scary niggaz is punks, you ain't shit without your homeboys
Nigga, punk ass motherfucker
You aint shit without your homeboys
Throw your hands up you little trick, coward motherfucker
you aint shit without your homeboys by I'mTheShitWithoutMyHomeboys January 14, 2010
Homeboys
To become a Homeboy, you engage in such activities, but not limited to: parties, dances, and other activities deemed acceptable by the Homeboys. Homeboys chase women and are kind of a big deal. This is the criteria of a Homeboy. Initiation consists of having duct tape ripped off of one's left nut.
Homeboys by HomeboyBrandon December 2, 2010