| «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 with four way with a bread axe, brother!» | 
| «I seen…» | 
| Rappin' to this bitch with a red neck, a red neck | 
| That fuckin' red neck | 
| Rappin' to this bitch with a red neck | 
| A down south bitch with a red ass neck | 
| Bitch, you got a red neck | 
| But you look kinda straight so I’m 'bout to step | 
| Heard ya like fuckin' in pig pens | 
| Ya never see boys, so ya fuck your girlfriends | 
| Bitch, I know you’s a ho | 
| So lemme fuck you with my big toe | 
| Cause I don’t care what them hicks can do | 
| Shit, I can fuck like a chicken hawk too | 
| Bitch, we can take a walk | 
| But I hate the way you fuckin' hillbillies talk | 
| So keep ya filthy ass mouth shut | 
| And don’t say shit, nasty slut | 
| Bitch, 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 ya didn’t know that I’m a gigolo, ya didn’t know | 
| Bitch, we can sit on the porch | 
| Swing in the chair, I don’t fuckin' care | 
| But then it’s to the sack, to the sack we go | 
| I’m finna fuck this red neck ho | 
| Bitch, you’s a ho and ho you’s a bitch | 
| Everybody know that you’s a funky, funky bitch | 
| Bitch, you’s a ho and ho you’s a bitch | 
| Everybody know that you’s a funky bitch | 
| Rappin' to this bitch with a red neck | 
| A fuckin' red neck, a red ass neck | 
| Rappin' to this bitch with a red neck | 
| Said a mountain top, cornstalk red ass neck | 
| Bitch, it’s 2 Dope | 
| Before I throw you this dick, I’ll throw you some soap | 
| Cause ya been in a barn all day | 
| Milkin' cows and fuckin' with hay | 
| Bitch if ya let me hit it | 
| I don’t care, you can play your Wayne Newton shit | 
| I can take a little Conway Twitty | 
| When I’m suckin' on a red neck titty | 
| Bitch, 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 — mothafuck that! | 
| Bitch, 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 fuck in no swamp water | 
| Bitch, drop your overalls | 
| And we can fuck in the back of a horse stall | 
| You’re the ugliest bitch I know | 
| But I’ll still fuck ya, red neck ho! | 
| Bitch, you’s a ho and ho you’s a bitch | 
| Everybody know that you’s a funky, funky bitch | 
| Bitch, you’s a ho and ho you’s a bitch | 
| Everybody know that you’s a funky bitch | 
| My rap song can’t even hang | 
| With the wicked shit you’ve done | 
| You go lynchin' with your gang | 
| On a brother or a Mexican (Fuck) | 
| This shit may never quit | 
| Bigots may never learn (Never learn) | 
| I’ll cut your mothafuckin' 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 fuck your face up | 
| Bitch, cause I don’t sleep | 
| Said, fuck you bitch, I don’t sleep | 
| In the south there’s a lot of good faces | 
| But shit, I’ma gat on a fuckin' racist | 
| Bitch, I can’t tell from where I’m at | 
| But it looks like your neck is red — fuck that! | 
| I’m about to step | 
| So I can say I fucked a ho with a red neck | 
| Bitch, you’s a ho and ho you’s a bitch | 
| Everybody know that you’s a funky, funky bitch | 
| Bitch, you’s a ho and ho you’s a bitch | 
| Everybody know that you’s a funky bitch | 
| («God damn. 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») | 
| Bitch, you’s a ho and ho you’s a bitch | 
| Everybody know that you’s a funky, funky bitch | 
| («There we go. I’m about to- Hey, right there, right down yonder right there. | 
| There she go right there) | 
| Bitch, you’s a ho and ho you’s a bitch | 
| Everybody know that you’s a funky bitch | 
| («God damn! You got a rubber? I say we take her behind that pine tree and rape | 
| her ass!») | 
| Bitch, you’s a ho and ho you’s a bitch | 
| («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 bitch | 
| («She got titties like Dolly Parton!») | 
| Bitch, you’s a ho and ho you’s a bitch | 
| («I don’t even know. There she go right there») | 
| Everybody know that you’s a funky bitch | 
| («I'ma head out after her ass and go out hoggin' down there and see if I can-«) | 
| Bitch, you’s a ho and ho you’s a bitch | 
| («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 bitch | 
| («Alright then») | 
| Bitch, you’s a ho and ho you’s a bitch | 
| Everybody know that you’s a funky bitch | 
| Fuckin' bigot |