Redneck Rap Lyrics

I don't know who these black guys think they are, walkin' 'round here with their pants down looking like Snoop Doggy Dogg

Hell they think they can rap, hell I'll show and school you how to rap. He can get up on sumthin' get up on this TRUCK! I'll show ya how to do it, and Buford's the new style here we go, now check this out:


verse 1:

HELL, I'm ridin' in my truck on a Tuesday night,

Ridin' down by 2 tryin' to start a fight,(MY NAME IS BUFORD)!!!

,and I'm from Alabaster

I'm a low-down dootin' tootin' back ridin' cracker
ROTUT! ROTUT! left and right,

I'm a Alabama fan for the rest of my life!

I'm the MAN, my name is Buford yall,

and the goddurn king at the Truckers' Ball,ROTUT! ROTUT!
ROTUT! ROTUT!

verse 2:

I'm Buford!, the man of your dreams

by the way, who's Martin Luther King?

and now Elvis, you know he's the King

and goddurn, hell I thought he had a dream!

Now don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart, I just don't think they'll understand(wooo! Rotut!)

and if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart,

I'll roll over you in my goddurn truck man, (Alabama fan for life!)

Rotut!(keeps repeating)

Hell, I wanna send a shoutout to a lot Thelma, BuckWild, and after that Corey and Dejurvew, Rants in the back, Leron, comedian from Def Comedy Jam Ricky Smiley, and my frat brothers from the KKK, that stand for Kaper Kaper Kaper,

I'm goin' to Wal-Mart to get me a six-pack of Bud-Light,
goddurn right ROTUT!!!!

(Thanks to DeVon for these lyrics)