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Ol' Dirty Bastard
Ol' Dirty Bastard
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Mike E. Clark
Mike E. Clark
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Ol' Dirty Bastard
Ol' Dirty Bastard
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Violent J
Violent J
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Shaggy 2 Dope
Shaggy 2 Dope
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Insane Clown Posse
Insane Clown Posse
Produzent:in
Mike E. Clark
Mike E. Clark
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Bitches! Ha ha ha! Bitches, ha! Bitches Bitch, at any moment, that's what I'll do (what, what, fuck it, bitches) I'll do it to you And a few of your crew At any moment, that's what I'll do I'll do it to you And a few of your crew Bitch, what the fuck?! What are you trying to do to me? You wasn't true to me When I was locked up you fucked something like 34 guys But I let that slide 'Cause your ass is big, and your titties is fat I wanted to fuck that But fuck that I never gave a fuck that you put me through the courts And gave me genital warts Now I stack my .9, I'm goin' for the knees I'ma blow 'em out and give your neck a squeeze As you're standing there, I'ma be like bitch! You know you done fucked up, right? Girl you know I love you, but now you gotta die Now you gotta die, now you gotta die Girl you know I love you, but now you gotta die Never wanted it like that Girl you know I love you, but now you gotta die Now you gotta die, now you gotta die Girl you know I love you, but now you gotta die Never wanted it like that Bitch, don't talk about bitches, I'm fucking them Please no fat bitches, I'm fucking slim Unless it's one of those likes stroking my shit I don't care 'bout how I'm fucking it How much it costs, big fat... crackhead? Ain't trying to hear all them words you said Five minutes, bitch, and I came Fuck your name, and from where you came I don't give a fuck, bitch! I will kill you! You Shaquita! You Belinda! You too Passion... Bitch! Girl you know I love you, but now you gotta die Now you gotta die, now you gotta die Girl you know I love you, but now you gotta die Never wanted it like that Girl you know I love you, but now you gotta die Now you gotta die, now you gotta die Girl you know I love you (bitches) One thing I can't stand is these bitches Trying to take my riches when I ain't even got none, I never lied, you knew what I wanted all the while My dick in your vertical smile We kiss and hug, and snugg, and tickle But the bitch wouldn't even buff my fucking pickle You fucked everybody else in the place, it's all good Now let me head-butt your face! Bitch! I love you, but now you gotta die That's right, that's right (bitches) Girl you know I love you, but now you gotta die (bitches, bitches) Girl you know I love you, but now you gotta die Now you gotta die, now you gotta die (bitch) Girl you know I love you, but now you gotta die Never wanted it like that (fuck you bitches) Girl you know I love you, but now you gotta die Now you gotta die, now you gotta die (you fuck it, bitches) Girl you know I love you, but now you gotta die Never wanted it like that (now you gotta die) Girl you know I love you, but now you gotta die Now you gotta die, now you gotta die Girl you know I love you, but now you gotta die Never wanted it like that Girl you know I love you, you dumb bitch! Hahahah, yoyo, what's up? Tourism office Hello Hello? Yes, lemme speak to Wayne Uh, sorry, he is not in at the moment Well, you handle the Insane Clown Posse, now, don't you? That's correct Oh, that's great, then, I'm trying to get through, they givin' me a hard time Okay? Now I don't need that kind of shit, you know what I'm sayin'? Okay? Well they told me to call lad, Insane Clown Posse, I got a truckload of fake pussies out here that I gotta drop off for these boys Excuse me? For their next show Can you hold on a moment? Hurry up Would you like the touring department? Now what's that supposed to mean, ma'am, is that a wise-ass comment? Would you like the touring department? I drive a truck for a livin', I think I seen enough of the country, I don't need that shit What do you need, sir? I told you, I got a truck load of shit out here for the Insane Clown Posse I can't help you with that. Would you like the touring department? Now what- you tell me, now what the hell am I gonna do with a truckload of fake pussies? I don't know. Would you like the touring department? I damn well can't fuck 'em all, that's for sure
Writer(s): Mike E. Clark, Joseph Bruce Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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