We Are Farmers

[Chorus] We are farmers, bum-ba-dum, bum-bum-bum-bum We are farmers, bum-ba-dum, bum-bum-bum-bum Bum bum, bum bum, bum-bum-bum-bum, bum-bum-bum-bum We are farmers, bum-ba-dum, bum-bum-bum-bum [Verse 1: Andy Milonakis] Call the cops, call the cops Got mad motherfucking marijuana crops Got lime trees and lemon trees Got 20 dirty bitches down on their knees Water, water, H2O No big screens, no HBO Tomato, tomato, potato, potato These hoes just won the fat boy lotto Hef, please let me use your grotto Hefty bitches is my motto If you get on top, hooker I think you might break my throttle I'll knock your head off You softer than a bitch's skin You stupid bitches cannot win Fuck your wifey in the face And then I'll take your next of kin Rented ten, I'll stick a dildo In your fucking fish food Which dude's fish food A rich dude's fish food I got an iPad IMac body and your mama sucks my dick When she's high on mollies… Mollies [Chorus] We are farmers, bum-ba-dum, bum-bum-bum-bum We are farmers, bum-ba-dum, bum-bum-bum-bum Bum bum, bum bum, bum-bum-bum-bum, bum-bum-bum-bum We are farmers, bum-ba-dum, bum-bum-bum-bum [Verse 2: Dirt Nasty] Dirt Nasty and shit This is agriculture I grab a vulture (Cluck!) Who left that soda on the table? Grab a coaster (Do that shit) Girls wanna cuddle (Mhmm) Yeah, they wanna snuggle (Come'er) Aw, that's a cute teddy bear Put it in your butt hole Ooh what you know 'bout me, Dirt Nasty, bitch, I'm a farmer (Yeah) Come through with a ugly ass ho, call her two-headed llama She wanna sleep on me, better bring some pajamas (Good night) I got a white boy Entourage, Johnny Drama [Chorus] We are farmers, bum-ba-dum, bum-bum-bum-bum We are farmers, bum-ba-dum, bum-bum-bum-bum Bum bum, bum bum, bum-bum-bum-bum, bum-bum-bum-bum We are farmers, bum-ba-dum, bum-bum-bum-bum [Verse 3: RiFF RAFF] Ay, yo Spandex (Spandex) I pull up with a lamb text (Lamb text) Too strudel, toaster strudel Ballin' on you poodles (Swish!) Two cougars 40 plus, clutching Rugers (How?) Blackout the two seater MC Hammer, have you seen her (Have you seen her, seen her, seen her) 40 karats in the gallon (Seen her) It's apparent, your parents, got 'em runnin' like mascara (Oh, shit) Tempers flaring I pull up in the Ric Flair McClaren (Wooh) Four bad bitches on probation Are you sharing (Are you sharing) Got 'em jealous, 20 inches, on you fellas chop the tellers Got 'em running over Jerome Bettis, Versace lettuce No dieting, Gucci eyelids I go to sleep, snobby pilots [Chorus] We are farmers, bum-ba-dum, bum-bum-bum-bum We are farmers, bum-ba-dum, bum-bum-bum-bum Bum bum, bum bum, bum-bum-bum-bum, bum-bum-bum-bum We are farmers, bum-ba-dum, bum-bum-bum-bum [Verse 4: Diplo] (Diplo) I'm a farmer boy Goin' Scottie Pippen in Illinois Teeth full of diamond and corduroys Been a while since I was unemployed I'm the real McCoy, not a Hatfield My RV got rims on 12 wheels I ride to the club on a school of seals Turtles and beluga whales Escargot and a plate of snails My farm grows broccoli and I get paid well Only time will tell, bong like I just clacked the liberty bell Gracin' on the cover of Mademoiselle Sicker than a sick guy with sickle cell Andy Milonakis just went to jail Drinking V8 in a V12 with three elves smelling like Adele [Chorus] We are farmers, bum-ba-dum, bum-bum-bum-bum We are farmers, bum-ba-dum, bum-bum-bum-bum Bum bum, bum bum, bum-bum-bum-bum, bum-bum-bum-bum We are farmers, bum-ba-dum, bum-bum-bum-bum