Frenchie Went Down To Georgia

Frenchie went down to Georgia, he was raped while lookin for grapes to peel

He was mad cause he’d been had and his butt just wouldn’t heal.

When he came across this young man choking his chicken and lookin hot.

And Frenchie jumped up on a hickory stump and said “boy, let me tell ya what:

“You may not know it, but I’m good with my hands too.

And if you care, I’ll strip down bare and do some things to you.”

The boy said: “My name’s Johnny and it might be sin,

I’m nine years old, I’m sure you’ve been told, but I don’t know where your dick has been.”

 

Johnny you better zip up quick and run real fast and hard.

Cause Frenchie’s loose in Georgia and his dick is pretty hard.

If you win you never have to withstand his rigid pole.

But if you lose, then Frenchie gets your hole.

 

Then Frenchie opened up his pants and he said “I’ll start this show.”

And oil flew from his fingertips which let Johnny know.

And he pulled his penis across a guitar and he made a silly hiss.

Then he started shooting semen and it sounded something like this.

When Frenchie had finished, Johnny said: “My dad will come for his son

And if you don’t let me go, you ho, you’re gonna be the one on the run.”

 

Homo on the mountain, run boi, run!

Frenchie’s in your house, where your dad’s gun?

Checkin behind all doors, please, God no.

Terri is your vag dry, no, child no.

 

Frenchie bowed his head because he knew that he’d been beat.

He zipped up his pants really slow and stared down at his feet.

Johnny said, “Frenchie, just come on back if you ever wanna try again.

I told you once, you son of a gun, I don’t know where your dick has been.

 

Homo on the mountain, run boi, run!

Frenchie’s in your house, where your dad’s gun?

Checkin behind all doors, please, God no.

Terri is your vag dry, no, child no.