My Kind Of Bitch Lyrics by Insane Clown Posse

My Kind Of Bitch Lyrics

    My kind of bitch ain't like your bitch
    Cuz my bitch don't bitch at all
    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 friends
    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."

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