Insane Clown Posse (icp) - My Kind Of Bitch Lyrics

Insane Clown Posse (icp) - My Kind Of Bitch lyrics

Insane Clown Posse (ICP)

 

 My Kind Of Bitch

 My bitch don't blink, she don't even think 

 About money or fuckin mall 

 My kind of bitch don't fix her hair 

 She don't care about what she wears 

 Cuz she's much too busy pulling the worms 

 Out her butt, she ain't bathed in years 

 My kind of bitch, I'll never forget 

 We forced met on a Oujia board 

 Miss Crabber Damned, she would chew on snakes 

 And swallow a ninja sword 

 I said, "hey bitch, how do you do? 

 Some fucks call me Violent J" 

 She picked her nose and flicked it at me 

 Smiled and was on her way, my kind of bitch 

 My kind of bitch 

 My kind of bitch don't fix her hair 

 She don't care about what she wears 

 My kind of bitch don't fix her hair 

 She don't care about what she wears 

 Fuck that! 

 My kind of bitch has a hole in her neck 

 And has to talk like this "I love you" 

 She can drink through it, ya get used to it 

 It whistle every time we kiss 

 My kind of bitch gots one good tittie 

 The other one's skinny and red 

 She can make the one jiggle 

 The other one don't do shit but just sit their dead 

 My kind of bitch has a wooden eye 

 With a nail sticking half way out 

 It once caught a fire and we all had to spit 

 In her face just to put it out 

 My kind of bitch is a little loopy 

 And her ass might droop a bit 

 But I scoop that loop and fold the flop 

 And I fuck that pile of shit, my kind of bitch 

 My kind of bitch 

 My kind of bitch gots one good tittie 

 The other one's skinny and red 

 My kind of bitch gots one good tittie 

 "Hello? Um, my name is J. I'm from Detroit. I'm looking for a girl, 

 who's, um, dead. Um, a girl who can possibly forfill some of my 

 fetishes. Which include, um, dipping your titties in Faygo and 

 slapping my face with them. Um, jumping from the dresser and landing 

 on my balls. Uh..." 

 My kind of bitch waits till I sleep 

 Then run and fuck my friends 

 And everytime I break her legs 

 Then give my homie's ends (haha what's up, man!) 

 She shot me once and stabbed my neck 

 And even broke my nose 

 But I lick her from her crooked neck 

 Down to her stringy toes, my kind of bitch 

 My kind of bitch 

 My kind of bitch waits till I sleep 

 Then run and fuck my friend 

 My kind of bitch waits till I sleep then... 

 "Hello? Uh, my name is Shaggs, and I'm lookin for a girl with a 

 big big fat fuckin ass. And titties. And a big fat fuckin ass. 

 And, uh, I want my dick sucked, and I want my balls scratched. 

 And I want her to scratch my ass and twist my balls at the same 

 time, that's a must. And I'm looking for a girl who can stretch 

 titties and stuff em in her ass." 

 Fuck yeah, motherfucker 

 I'm looking for a bitch 

 I'm looking for a girl to fit my needs (my kind of bitch) 

 We can have picnics under the moon 

 In the graveyard 

 We can have picnics under my house (my kind of bitch) 

 I'm looking for a girl to die with 

 If you're already dead, that's cool 

 You can sit around and wait for me to die (my kind of bitch) 

 I'm looking for a girl to squeeze me 

 I'm looking for a girl to squeeze my balls 

 Let me squeeze your neck 

 "This is Lisa. I've been a bad, bad girl."