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Ain't that about a hoot
What you so mad about?
Them gawld*mn city folks comin around these here hills
Lookin for a piece of that tender young ass, yaww
Let me tell you my Thelma Lou knows better than to
Give her puddin to anybody else but Pa
Rappin to this b*tch with a red neck
A red neck, them fkin red neck
Rappin to this b*tch with a red neck
Violent J gonna step to that red as* neck
b*tch you're a red neck
But I gives a fk I'm bout to step
I never met a southern belle cowpolk
And I know till now you've only fked your kinfolk
b*tch I can't believe that
Everytime you smile you look like Cactus Jack
Just cut the lights out
Cause I still wanna bang that bearded biscuit out
b*tch I knows you's a freak
Lemme b*tch slap that b*tt cheek
And try to keep your toothless mouth shut
And don't say s**t you funky as* fat b*tch
I don't square dance
I drink monkey blood and kick voodoo chants
But you quick to act like you didn't know
Like you didn't know that I'm a juggalo gigalo
bia*ch wait hold up (What?)
I can't have Pa starin at my butt
Tell him to leave and keep the barn doors closed
All I need is him tryin to grope my nizzogs
b*tch you's a hoe (Uh huh)
And hoe you's a b*tch (That's right)
Everybody knows that you's a funky funky b*tch (Come again y'all)
b*tch you's a hoe (Uh huh)
And hoe you's a b*tch (That's right)
Everybody knows that you's a (What?) funky b*tch
Rappin to this b*tch with a red neck
A red neck, a chicken as* red neck
A b*tch with a beard and a red neck
Hey yo sh*ggy step to that red as* neck
b*tch it's sh*ggs
Before I teabag your face take off them rags
You been chillin in the barn all night and day
Shovelin horse s**t and fkin with hay
b*tch it's your neden I'm finna tag
I don't give a fk play your Ricky Skaggs
Yeah that's right fk Conway Twitty
With your red as* nipple on your red neck t*ty
b*tch I'm rollin down south
With a swisher sweet hangin out my mouth
And sport a Hank Allen cowboy hat
But after I tap it, man fk that
b*tch I'm from the big city
And I'm finna bust a nut on that one big t*ty
Aww s**t it's Wilbur's daughter
Fondlin pig nuts and I caught her
b*tch drop them hog balls
She dropped the sack then dropped her drawers
She looked like a crow that's all I know
But I still fked that red neck hoe
b*tch you's a hoe (Uh huh)
And hoe you's a b*tch (That's right)
Everybody knows that you's a funky funky b*tch (Come again y'all)
b*tch you's a hoe (Uh huh)
And hoe you's a b*tch (That's right)
Everybody knows that you's a (What?) funky b*tch
I know a red neck b*tch named Wylita, straight stack
Biscuit in her pocket, nipples look like flap jacks
Chicken face b*tch two or three good teeth
But if I ask for sugar she's a big fuzzy peach
Now I remember when she milked the cows
Sticks of hay in the mouth, as* hangin all out
Got me itchin on my balls, and I'm rubbin my wng
That d*mn there girl pretty did she need a twng
Hey there Missy I'm from the East
And I wouldn't mind layin in the hay for a piece
You can rub my b*tt like you do your Pa's
Or I can hide my meat in between your jaws
And even hum a little sumthin sweet by Clint Black
While you stroke and caress my tender nut sac
You like it rough b*tch don't you I'ma bring the pain
She said ain't that d*mn movie by John Wayne
Rappin to this b*tch with a red neck
A red neck, a chicken as* red neck
A fat bubbly b*tch with a red neck, turkey funky chicken neck
b*tch it's Twiztid with a Z
You red neck hoe is you fkin with me?
Neden scabbed up like a horses ass
But I'ma tap it anyway and use your head for my nut rag
b*tch what the fk?
Smells like a pile of dead fish in your butt
Your shirts all covered with pins and fishing tackle
And I saw more teeth on an apple
b*tch you better ask Uncle Gus
Or you and the rest of the Clampett's will get fked up
Oh me? I talk to the spirits
Witches, demons, and they all keep screamin
b*tch you's a hoe (Uh huh)
And hoe you's a b*tch (That's right)
Everybody knows that you's a funky funky b*tch (Come again y'all)
b*tch you's a hoe (Uh huh)
And hoe you's a b*tch (That's right)
Everybody knows that you's a (What?) funky b*tch
b*tch you's a hoe (Uh huh)
And hoe you's a b*tch (That's right)
Everybody knows that you's a funky funky b*tch (Come again y'all)
b*tch you's a hoe (Uh huh)
And hoe you's a b*tch (That's right)
Everybody knows that you's a funky funky b*tch (Come again y'all)
b*tch you's a hoe (Uh huh)
And hoe you's a b*tch (That's right)
Everybody knows that you's a (What?) funky b*tch
Round up you boys
And you head down south
Find a red neck hoe and put your d*ck in her mouth
Round up you boys
And you head down south
Find a red neck hoe and put your d*ck in her mouth