A song that fits White-Americans, a.ka. Rednecks. One example is Cotton Eye Joe. The most recognized redneck song since 1995.
Redneck 1: Hey, Joe, ever heard of that one song?
Redneck 2: Sure, of course I have, Jim! Don't know why they call it the redneck song.
Hi, I'm Baldi! Nice to meet ya
Fuck me in the ass and call me Patricia
Book's your game? Just shout my name
When you let me use my whip
So that's one book right but you're all wrong
You haven't even let me use my thong
While I sing you this song, it goes, "Ding-dong"
Like the door I open on you
Here's a tip, abandon ship
Or you're gonna see me campfire willy
Oh, oh, oh, hi there (Welcome to my hooker palace)
Oh, oh, oh, hi there (Please don't leave, I have no friends)
Oh, oh, oh, hi there (Let's go camping, let me touch ya)
Oh, oh, oh, hi there (Haha, I tied you up)
Every boy and girl, come dance around
Let's get an orgy started
Get the Bully's fists and the skipping rope
We'll fill your asshole with it
Gonna make it rain Coca-Cola
Gonna send you right back to detention
Pay attention to my dick's ascension
Sixteen bits of dodgy tension
You cry, I just hit harder
You're wrong, I'll speed up faster
I rigged this for my pleasure
In this classroom, I'm the master
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
I'm gonna make you scared of me
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
You're my ecstasy
(insert the rest of the lyrics)
Hey bro have you listened to the You're Mine song by DAGames?
Oh yeah its so good, it goes like Hi, I'm Baldi! Nice to meet ya
Fuck me in the ass and call me Patricia
Book's your game? Just shout my name
When you let me use my whip
So that's one book right but you're all wrong
You haven't even let me use my thong
right?
Hi, I'm Baldi, nice to meet ya
Fuck me in the ass and call me Patricia
Book's your game? Just shout my name
When you let me use my whip
So that's one book right, but you're all wrong
You haven't even let me use my thong
While I sing you this song, it goes, "Ding-dong"
Like the door I open on you
Here's a tip, abandon ship
Or you're gonna see me campfire willy
Oh, oh, oh, hi there (Welcome to my hooker palace)
Oh, oh, oh, hi there (Please don't leave, I have no friends)
Oh, oh, oh, hi there (Let's go camping, let me touch ya)
Oh, oh, oh, hi there (Haha, I tied you up)
Every boy and girl, come dance around
Let's get an orgy started
Get the Bully's fists and the skipping rope
We'll fill your asshole with it
Gonna make it rain Coca-Cola
Gonna send you right back to detention
Pay attention to my dick's ascension
Sixteen bits of dodgy tension
You cry, I just hit harder
You're wrong, I'll speed up faster
I rigged this for my pleasure
In this classroom, I'm the master
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
I'm gonna make you scared of me
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
You're my ecstasy
Bitch, runnin' through the halls, slow down
Shoutin' noises that sound like, "Fuck you, Baldi"
(the rest of the song is on the site named Genius, or search up You're Mine song to know the rest)
Have you heard of the You're Mine song?
Yeah It's my favourite song!
It goes like: Hi, I'm Baldi, nice to meet ya
Fuck me in the ass and call me Patricia
Book's your game? Just shout my name
When you let me use my whip
So that's one book right, but you're all wrong
You haven't even let me use my thong
While I sing you this song, it goes, "Ding-dong"
Like the door I open on you
Here's a tip, abandon ship
Or you're gonna see me campfire willy
Oh, oh, oh, hi there (Welcome to my hooker palace)
Oh, oh, oh, hi there (Please don't leave, I have no friends)
Oh, oh, oh, hi there (Let's go camping, let me touch ya)
Oh, oh, oh, hi there (Haha, I tied you up)
Every boy and girl, come dance around
Let's get an orgy started
"Weeknd song" (slang): A figurative term derived from the themes commonly explored in the music of The Weeknd, referring to a woman perceived as promiscuous, carefree, or not suited for a serious, committed relationship. The phrase evokes imagery of hedonistic, fleeting encounters often associated with nightlife and indulgence, as depicted in The Weeknd's lyrics. It implies someone fun and alluring in the moment but not someone you’d introduce to your Mother or pursue for long-term stability.
"Man, don’t catch feelings for her. She’s just a Weeknd song. Enjoy it for what it is."
Some tik tok shit that nigga Kevin J listens to.
Yo Kevin J turn that shit Kevin J Song off you makin everyone in the car sad!
A rite of passage done by internet users regularly in which they spend a lot of time searching and listening to a bunch of songs they forgot they loved, because life sucks nowadays and nobody wants to admit it.
I just went on an old song marathon and found that song by The Wanted. I forgot they existed!