Red Neck Neck 99 Lyrics by Insane Clown Posse

Red Neck Neck 99 Lyrics

    Ain't that about a hoot
    What you so mad about?
    Them gawldamn city folks comin around these here hills
    Lookin for a piece of that tender young ass, yaww
    Let me tell you my thelma lou knows better than to
    Give her puddin to anybody else but pa
    Rappin to this bitch with a red neck
    A red neck, them fuckin red neck
    Rappin to this bitch with a red neck
    Violent j gonna step to that red ass neck
    Bitch you're a red neck
    But i gives a fuck i'm bout to step
    I never met a southern belle cowpolk
    And i know till now you've only fucked your kinfolk
    Bitch i can't believe that
    Everytime you smile you look like cactus jack
    Just cut the lights out
    Cause i still wanna bang that bearded biscuit out
    Bitch i knows you's a freak
    Lemme bitch slap that butt cheek
    And try to keep your toothless mouth shut
    And don't say shit you funky ass fat bitch
    I don't square dance
    I drink monkey blood and kick voodoo chants
    But you quick to act like you didn't know
    Like you didn't know that i'm a juggalo gigalo
    Biatch wait hold up (what?)
    I can't have pa starin at my butt
    Tell him to leave and keep the barn doors closed
    All i need is him tryin to grope my nizzogs
    Bitch you's a hoe (uh huh)
    And hoe you's a bitch (that's right)
    Everybody knows that you's a funky funky bitch (come again y'all)
    Bitch you's a hoe (uh huh)
    And hoe you's a bitch (that's right)
    Everybody knows that you's a (what?) funky bitch
    Rappin to this bitch with a red neck
    A red neck, a chicken ass red neck
    A bitch with a beard and a red neck
    Hey yo shaggy step to that red ass neck
    Bitch it's shaggs
    Before i teabag your face take off them rags
    You been chillin in the barn all night and day
    Shovelin horse shit and fuckin with hay
    Bitch it's your neden i'm finna tag
    I don't give a fuck play your ricky skaggs
    Yeah that's right fuck conway twitty
    With your red ass nipple on your red neck titty
    Bitch i'm rollin down south
    With a swisher sweet hangin out my mouth
    And sport a hank allen cowboy hat
    But after i tap it, man fuck that
    Bitch i'm from the big city
    And i'm finna bust a nut on that one big titty
    Aww shit it's wilbur's daughter
    Fondlin pig nuts and i caught her
    Bitch drop them hog balls
    She dropped the sack then dropped her drawers
    She looked like a crow that's all i know
    But i still fucked that red neck hoe
    Bitch you's a hoe (uh huh)
    And hoe you's a bitch (that's right)
    Everybody knows that you's a funky funky bitch (come again y'all)
    Bitch you's a hoe (uh huh)
    And hoe you's a bitch (that's right)
    Everybody knows that you's a (what?) funky bitch
    I know a red neck bitch named wylita, straight stack
    Biscuit in her pocket, nipples look like flap jacks
    Chicken face bitch two or three good teeth
    But if i ask for sugar she's a big fuzzy peach
    Now i remember when she milked the cows
    Sticks of hay in the mouth, ass hangin all out
    Got me itchin on my balls, and i'm rubbin my wang
    That damn there girl pretty did she need a twang
    Hey there missy i'm from the east
    And i wouldn't mind layin in the hay for a piece
    You can rub my butt like you do your pa's
    Or i can hide my meat in between your jaws
    And even hum a little sumthin sweet by clint black
    While you stroke and caress my tender nut sac
    You like it rough bitch don't you i'ma bring the pain
    She said ain't that damn movie by john wayne
    Rappin to this bitch with a red neck
    A red neck, a chicken ass red neck
    A fat bubbly bitch with a red neck, turkey funky chicken neck
    Bitch it's twiztid with a z
    You red neck hoe is you fuckin with me?
    Neden scabbed up like a horses ass
    But i'ma tap it anyway and use your head for my nut rag
    Bitch what the fuck?
    Smells like a pile of dead fish in your butt
    Your shirts all covered with pins and fishing tackle
    And i saw more teeth on an apple
    Bitch you better ask uncle gus
    Or you and the rest of the clampett's will get fucked up
    Oh me? i talk to the spirits
    Witches, demons, and they all keep screamin
    Bitch you's a hoe (uh huh)
    And hoe you's a bitch (that's right)
    Everybody knows that you's a funky funky bitch (come again y'all)
    Bitch you's a hoe (uh huh)
    And hoe you's a bitch (that's right)
    Everybody knows that you's a (what?) funky bitch
    Bitch you's a hoe (uh huh)
    And hoe you's a bitch (that's right)
    Everybody knows that you's a funky funky bitch (come again y'all)
    Bitch you's a hoe (uh huh)
    And hoe you's a bitch (that's right)
    Everybody knows that you's a funky funky bitch (come again y'all)
    Bitch you's a hoe (uh huh)
    And hoe you's a bitch (that's right)
    Everybody knows that you's a (what?) funky bitch
    Round up you boys
    And you head down south
    Find a red neck hoe and put your dick in her mouth
    Round up you boys
    And you head down south
    Find a red neck hoe and put your dick in her mouth

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