All hippies
Are dirty and ugly
They're all covered in fleas

We should hang 'em from trees
Round 'em up with me
Shoot 'em once in the knee

Drag 'em down the damn street
I got two under my truck, I hate 'em!


First of all hippies always smell like balls
And they're all a bunch of free huggin' dumb $#&@in' butt$#&@ers
Run hippies run, I got 21 guns with me

Come around town, and you're done if you $#&@ with me
Yeah, drum circle, ching chang chong
Get some !@#$ balls in you're !@#$ song

Get a !@#$ jerb, you're a !@#$ bum
I get drunk on rum, and kill hippies for fun


Now I'm a nice guy
But hippies are gay
They're always gettin' high

And spreading the AIDS
I'd love to find
Some hippies in my yard

Playing their guitar
They're gettin' sprayed


So listen up, hippies
Getting shot dead is the new green (yeah)
My name is Toby Queef

I was sent here by Rucka Rucka Ali

Yawl Hippies

Please stay away from me
You'll be dead if I see you
Hangin' round Tennessee

Better run, hippie
Eat your LSD
Tell your friends about me

Yeah I'm coming with a gun, I hate 'em!

All hippies

Are dirty and ugly
They're all covered in fleas
We should hang 'em from trees

Round 'em up with me
Shoot 'em once in the knee
Drag 'em down the damn street

I got two under my truck, I hate 'em!

I have a farm

With plenty of grain
But hippies could starve
That's fine with me

God help you all
When I'm president
Y'all hippies will be slaves

And probably dead



Suck on my balls, hippies
Get your $$# $#&@ed in the booty (yeah)
Lick on my nuts, if you please

Go read a book for vegan revolutionaries

All hippies

Are some vegan !@#(
Eatin' dog feces
You should eat a little meat

Always pretending
To like Bob Marley
He sucks a big D

You should grow a couple nuts, I hate 'em!

All hippies

Are dirty and ugly
They're all covered in fleas
We should hang 'em from trees
Round 'em up with me
Shoot 'em once in the knee

Drag 'em down the damn street
I got two under my truck, I hate 'em!

Where were you september 12th?
I was shootin' me some hippies real good in the chest

If you don't like this darn country
You sure as hell ain't Toby Queef

I'm a little bit of country
With a little bit of fist in your mug, homie

I'm a female bangin', racecar wagin'
Jesus, save me
I got no teeth
I'm a decent man
I just don't like $$#hole hippies dancin'

With no pants on
Reminds me of the first time I heard rap music
I was like: "Did he say ^!$$%? I like this guy? "

Yawl Hippies
Please stay away from me

You'll be dead if I see you
Hangin' round Tennessee
Better run, hippie
Eat your LSD
Tell your friends about me
Yeah I'm coming with a gun, I hate 'em!


All hippies
Are dirty and ugly
They're all covered in fleas
We should hang 'em from trees
Round 'em up with me
Shoot 'em once in the knee
Drag 'em down the damn street

I got two under my truck, I hate 'em!