Insane Clown Posse - Redneck Hoe lyrics

Rapping to this b**h with a red neck A red neck, that f**ing red neck Rapping to this b**h with a red neck A down south b**h with a red-a** neck b**h, you gotta red neck But you look kinda straight so i'm bout to step Heard you like f**ing in pig pens You never seen boys, so you f** your girlfriends b**h, i know you's a ho So let me f** you with my big toe Cuz i don't care what them hicks can do sh**, i can f** like a chicken hawk too b**h, we can take a walk But i hate the way you f**in' hillbillies talk So keep your filthy a** mouth shut And don't say sh**, nasty s*ut b**h, i wanna hit it So i can drop your a** 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**h, we can sit on the porch Swing in a chair, i don't f**ing care But then it's to the sac, to the sac we go I'm finna f** this red neck ho b**h, you's a ho And ho you's a b**h Everybody knows that you's a... Funky b**h Rapping to this b**h with a red neck A f**ing red neck, a red-a** neck Rapping to this b**h with a red neck Said a mop-top corn stalk red-a** neck b**h, it's 2 dope Before i threw you this dick, i throw you some soap Cuz you been in the barn all day Milking cows and f**ing with hay b**h, if you let me hit I don't care, you can play your wayne newton sh** I can take a little conway twitty While i'm s**ing on red neck tittie b**h, i go down south With a piece of wheat hanging out my mouth And sport a funky-a** straw hat But after i hit it...motherf** that! b**h, i from the big city And i'm finna fall asleep on your big tittie Yeah, it's the farmer's daughter But i ain't gonna f** in no swamp water b**h, drop your overalls And we f** in the back of a horse stall You're the ugly b**h i know But i still f** ya, red neck ho b**h, you's a ho And ho you's a b**h Everybody knows that you's a... Funky b**h My ratsaw can't even hang With the wicked sh** you've done You go lynching with your gang On a brother or a mexican f**, this sh** may never quite Bigots may never learn I'll cut your motherf**ing 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 f** your face up b**h, cuz i don't sleep I said "f** you, b**h, i don't sleep" In the south there's a lot of good faces But sh**, i'm gat on a f**ing racists b**h, i can't tell from where i'm at But it looks like your neck is red, f** that I'm about to step So i can say i f**ed a ho with a red neck b**h, you's a ho And ho you's a b**h Everybody knows that you's a... Funky b**h