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Rapping to this b*tch with a red neck
A red neck, that fking red neck
Rapping to this b*tch with a red neck
A down south b*tch with a red-ass neck
b*tch, you gotta red neck
But you look kinda straight so I'm bout to step
Heard you like fking in pig pens
You never seen boys, so you fk your girlfriends
b*tch, I know you's a ho
So let me fk you with my big toe
Cuz I don't care what them hicks can do
s**t, I can fk like a chicken hawk too
b*tch, we can take a walk
But I hate the way you fkin' hillbillies talk
So keep your filthy as* mouth shut
And don't say s**t, nasty sl*t
b*tch, I wanna hit it
So I can drop your as* in a New York minute
But you quick to act like you didn't know
Like you didn't know, that I'm a jigglo, you didn't know
b*tch, we can sit on the porch
Swing in a chair, I don't fking care
But then it's to the sac, to the sac we go
I'm finna fk this red neck ho
b*tch, you's a ho
And ho you's a b*tch
Everybody knows that you's a...
Funky b*tch
Rapping to this b*tch with a red neck
A fking red neck, a red-ass neck
Rapping to this b*tch with a red neck
Said a mop-top corn stalk red-ass neck
b*tch, it's 2 Dope
Before I threw you this d*ck, I throw you some soap
Cuz you been in the barn all day
Milking cows and fking with hay
b*tch, if you let me hit
I don't care, you can play your Wayne Newton s**t
I can take a little Conway Twitty
While I'm sucking on red neck t*tie
b*tch, I go down south
With a piece of wheat hanging out my mouth
And sport a funky-ass straw hat
But after I hit it... THAT!
b*tch, I from the big city
And I'm finna fall asleep on your big t*tie
Yeah, it's the farmer's daughter
But I ain't gonna fk in no swamp water
b*tch, drop your overalls
And we fk in the back of a horse stall
You're the ugly b*tch I know
But I still fk ya, red neck ho
b*tch, you's a ho
And ho you's a b*tch
Everybody knows that you's a...
Funky b*tch
My ratsaw can't even hang
With the wicked s**t you've done
You go lynching with your gang
On a brother or a Mexican
fk, this s**t may never quite
Bigots may never learn
I'll cut your motherfking throat out, bigot
Now it's your turn
Bigots in the north seem to get respect
You know I'd choke that greasy neck
Step to the left, step to the right
In my piece, and I'll fk your face up
b*tch, cuz I don't sleep
I said "fk you, b*tch, I don't sleep"
In the south there's a lot of good faces
But s**t, I'm gat on a fking racists
b*tch, I can't tell from where I'm at
But it looks like your neck is red, fk that
I'm about to step
So I can say I fked a ho with a red neck
b*tch, you's a ho
And ho you's a b*tch
Everybody knows that you's a...
Funky b*tch