Down South - Tractors, Rakes, and Hoes lyrics

(Basically - listen There was tractors, rakes and hoes) -- Black Sheep [ Soda Pop ] Yo, pa** the ho and let me dig into the soil Cause true hoes will only let the tempers boil I've been hackin at you for a decade I peeped your card, I saw your ace of spade Now you're a** out Pour your drink fast and then you pa** out Catch fifty winks I know the situation stinks Cause I can't support ya Quit tellin me 'bout what your last boyfriend bought ya You know the bizzat The fuzz and the fizz that's comin on the diddat But hear me in CD and when I start to peepee on your hoe Hoes, if your boyfriend is a chump Tell him don't leave no ho next to a tree stump Tractors, rakes and hoes Tractors, rakes and hoes I need a - tractor - a rake - and a hoe (Gas 'em up just like they're at Texaco) -- MC Serch [ Shawn J-Period ] I know about the hoes in the south I dick with my stick, not by word of mouth I tell ya, the bosoms, they bloom like Azalias (If you light the candles) they blow like Mahalia Huffin and puffin, thick from eatin that grandmother stuffing With lots of bu*tered muffins Some girls, they wanna live straight like a bu*terknife Cut down trees, spendin all your cheese Plase, you heffers cheese for the camera You wanna blame me for some damn propaganda? Better take that pull back to the Schlitz malt liquor where you got it Don't hide it, divide it, girl Tractors, rakes and hoes Tractors, rakes and hoes I need a - tractor - a rake - and a hoe (Gas 'em up just like they're at Texaco) -- MC Serch [ Soda Pop ] I grab a rake when it's time for uprootin From your mouth you're shootin, but I don't hear ya I'm near ya because of your girlfriend Sophia And I use the rake to cover my tracks When they hoes flip and start to come in stacks Cause the name is Soda like Down South blow And if you ask me, I don't know the hoe [ Shawn J-Period ] Ignition, startin up my tractor Plowin up hoes like throes of tabacco After intercourse I like stogies Watch Humphrey Bogey on a flick, it's a oldie I prepare the hoagies on three I put the pumper in your nickel I don't like a fickle when playin with my cla**ic Plastic, girls take your pills Cause you don't want no children right now ( ? ) Prepare for this plowin, start the trac' right now And please get the hoes out the shed I need Tractors, rakes and hoes Tractors, rakes and hoes I need a - tractor - a rake - and a hoe (Gas 'em up just like they're at Texaco) -- MC Serch