BOOTYHOLE RODEO lyrics

[Verse 1: Digbar]
Everyone gather 'round
We 'bout to see who the thickest in town
I’m with Abdul, he is my homie
Now we’re kickin' back at the bootyhole rodeo
Sippin' a beer
See a nice guy, I’ma feel on his rear
Ridin' the di*k, I forgot how to steer
Rodeo booty, it’s sittin' right here
I’m reppin' his butt until he shed a tear
I’m pullin' up in a tractor
He my lil n*gga today, I’m the master
Backshots soundin' like a gel gun blaster
Strokin' it fast but he said to go faster
I just need me a man
Feel on his booty with both of my hands
If he’s a farmer, I don’t stand a chance
Country boy [?] put me in a trance
“Hey, what’s your name?”
And he told me it’s Cletus
I’ll give you my babies, ain’t talkin' 'bout fetus
Mike Jack on his di*k 'cause you know I’ma beat it
His di*k like some corn on the cob, I’ma eat it
I be eatin' his di*k
And his booty so thick
Man, it’s a miracle
He broke my ass, I don’t think it’s repairable
My di*k is king size so it is shareable
He crackin' jokes when we f*ck, he’s hysterical
Kilin' his butt so prepare for the burial
Bumpin' his song through the muh'f*ckin' stereo
619 on his di*k, Rey Mysterio
[Hook: DigBar]
Everybody gather 'round
Bootyhole rodeo, we 'bout to get down
Everybody gather 'round
Bootyhole rodeo, we 'bout to get down

[Verse 2: Abdul Cisse]
It’s me and my homie, DigBar
Music from him starts makin' my di*k hard
f*ckin' all night in the barn
Makin' him c*m while we work off our ass on the farm
Do you wanna f*ck in the fields?
Takin' it slow, but keepin' it real
Corn on the cob, give me some top
Ridin' [?] 'til the alarm of the c*ck
It’s time to get busy, yeah
Big di*k got me stiffy, yeah
This lube got me sticky
When I ride di*k, gets so wicked, yeah

[Hook: Abdul Cisse]
Everybody gather around
Bootyhole rodeo, we’re 'bout to get down
Everybody gather around
Bootyhole rodeo, we’re 'bout to get down
[Verse 3: Abdul Cisse]
Growin' some and crops and suckin' on c*cks
Until it [?]
I got a ax and I got a ho
Grab on my ass, keep f*ckin' my hole
Tired and ran out of fuel for, riding his di*k like I’m riding a mule
Goin' away on my tractor
That’s right, you witnessed a gay, farmer rapper