Red Neck Hoe lyrics

[Intro]
Who's that broad I seen over there in the pumpkin patch yesterday pickin' up pumpkins over yonder yesterday? (Hell yeah)
I don't have no idea, I seen that same girl just-a bendin' over pickin' up them things scratchin' that bad little ass a-hers
I'm tellin' you what, I seen her come a-runnin' through the hills, a hootin' a-hollerin' and her titties was floppin', she was finer than peach fuzz split four ways with a broad axe, brother!
I seen...

[Refrain: Shaggy 2 Dope]
Rappin' to this b*tch with a red neck, a red neck
That f*ckin' red neck
Rappin' to this b*tch with a red neck
A down south b*tch with a red-ass neck

[Verse 1: Violent J]
b*tch, you got a red neck
But you look kinda straight so I'm 'bout to step
Heard you like f*ckin' in pig pens
You never see boys, so you f*ck your girlfriends
b*tch, I know you's a ho
So lemme f*ck you with my big toe
'Cause I don't care what them hicks can do
sh*t, I can f*ck like a chicken hawk too
b*tch, we can take a walk
But I hate the way you f*ckin' hillbillies talk
So keep your filthy-ass mouth shut
And don't say sh*t, nasty sl*t
b*tch, I wanna hit it
So I can drop your ass in a New York minute
But your quick to act like you didn't know
Like you didn't know that I'm a gigolo, you didn't know
b*tch, we can sit on the porch
Swing in the chair, I don't f*ckin' care
But then it's to the sack, to the sack we go
I'm finna f*ck this red neck ho
[Chorus]
b*tch, you's a ho and, ho, you's a b*tch
Everybody know that you's a funky, funky b*tch
b*tch, you's a ho and, ho, you's a b*tch
Everybody know that you's a funky b*tch

[Refrain: Violent J]
Rappin' to this b*tch with a red neck
A f*ckin' red neck, a red-ass neck
Rappin' to this b*tch with a red neck
Said a mountain top, cornstalk red-ass neck

[Verse 2: Shaggy 2 Dope]
b*tch, it's 2 Dope
Before I throw you this di*k, I'll throw you some soap
'Cause ya been in a barn all day
Milkin' cows and f*ckin' with hay
b*tch, if ya let me hit it
I don't care, you can play your Wayne Newton sh*t
I can take a little Conway Twitty
When I'm suckin' on a red neck titty
b*tch, I'll go down south
With a piece of wheat hangin' out my mouth
And sport a funky ass straw hat
But after I hit it - mothaf*ck that!
b*tch, I'm from the big city
And I'm finna fall asleep on your big titty
Yeah, it's the farmer's daughter
But I ain't gonna f*ck in no swamp water
b*tch, drop your overalls
And we can f*ck in the back of a horse stall
You're the ugliest b*tch I know
But I'll still f*ck ya, red neck ho
[Chorus]
b*tch, you's a ho and, ho, you's a b*tch
Everybody know that you's a funky, funky b*tch
b*tch, you's a ho and, ho, you's a b*tch
Everybody know that you's a funky b*tch

[Verse 3: John Kickjazz]
My rap song can't even hang
With the wicked sh*t you've done
You go lynchin' with your gang
On a brother or a Mexican (f*ck)
This sh*t may never quit
Bigots may never learn (Never learn)
I'll cut your mothaf*ckin' throat out, bigot
Now it's your turn (Yeah)
Bigots in the north seem to get respect
You know I'll choke that greasy neck
Step to the left, step to the right
Aim my piece and I'll f*ck your face up (Ha)
b*tch, 'cause I don't sleep
Said, f*ck you, b*tch, I don't sleep
In the south there's a lot of good faces
But sh*t, I'ma gat on a f*ckin' racist

[Bridge: Violent J]
b*tch, I can't tell from where I'm at
But it looks like your neck is red - f*ck that!
I'm about to step
So I can say I f*cked a ho with a red neck
[Outro]
b*tch, you's a ho and, ho, you's a b*tch
Everybody know that you's a funky, funky b*tch
b*tch, you's a ho and, ho, you's a b*tch
Everybody know that you's a funky b*tch
(Goddamn. I can't wait to get home. My fingers are sore. I've been milking cows all day. I'ma go home and make me some moonshine)
b*tch, you's a ho and, ho, you's a b*tch
Everybody know that you's a funky, funky b*tch
(There we go. I'm about to- Hey, right there, right down yonder right there. There she go right there)
b*tch, you's a ho and, ho, you's a b*tch
Everybody know that you's a funky b*tch
(Goddamn! You got a rubber? I say we take her behind that pine tree and rape her ass!)
b*tch, you's a ho and, ho, you's a b*tch
(Hell no. She gon live there over the old pickup truck with that shotgun in the back. I'm straight. I don't need more)
Everybody know that you's a funky, funky b*tch
(She got titties like Dolly Parton!)
b*tch, you's a ho and, ho, you's a b*tch
(I don't even know. There she go right there)
Everybody know that you's a funky b*tch
(I'ma head out after her ass and go out hoggin' down there and see if I can)
b*tch, you's a ho and, ho, you's a b*tch
(That crickbed down there. I say we go over there in that water and put one up in that little ass)
Everybody know that you's a funky, funky b*tch
(Alright then)
b*tch, you's a ho and, ho, you's a b*tch
Everybody know that you's a funky b*tch
f*ckin' bigot