| Bitch, I’m here to tell you I lied
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| When I seen that thick ass it was over
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| Nothin' else mattered, I ain’t even care
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| I pulled the rubber off when I stuck it up in there too
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| Bitch, I lied to you, this ain’t my home
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| Kicked in the back door and now we’re alone
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| I stole the car that I picked you up in
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| Plus me and your girl have been fuckin'
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| Bitch, I lied, everything I said to you
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| All steps to land in bed with you
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| My watch is fake, this ain’t my coat
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| And I sent you letters that my brother wrote for me
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| Bitch, I lied, every time I left town
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| I really stayed right here at home
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| Dickin' hoes down, every penny that you helped my mom
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| With went straight to the Asian spa, bitch
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| Hey look, I lied and I’m happy for it
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| Look how you turned out to be
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| You’re no prize, no prize
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| Hey look, I lied and I’m happy for it
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| Look how you turned out to be
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| You’re no prize, no prize
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| Bitch, I lied, I didn’t buy you that
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| I stole you that and then I stole it back
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| It ain’t no Mr. Right without a Mr. Wrong first
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| And you fucked up and met Mr. Worst
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| I fucked a hooker and left skeet on your backseat
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| And kept on and never missed a beat
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| And bitch, I lied, my name ain’t Lance
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| I lied my way in and outta your pants
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| I never played football for Michigan State
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| I lied to your neden and it bit the bait
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| I never won a medal for winnin' a back stroke race
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| But bitch, I lied to your face
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| I’m the motherfucker that stole your mommas purse
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| And watched you and your daddy blame it on her
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| I lied everyday of our lives to your ear holes
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| You look really good when you wear those
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| Hey look, I lied and I’m happy for it
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| Look how you turned out to be
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| You’re no prize, no prize
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| Hey look, I lied and I’m happy for it
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| Look how you turned out to be
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| You’re no prize, girl, no prize
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| Bitch, I lied, about so much shit
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| Half the shit I forget
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| I tell you new lies to cover the old
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| I throw hot new shit on top of the cold
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| Flip the script up and talk you blind
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| Backwards, re enactment, rewind
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| Tangle the topic, have you blamin' you
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| For the fucked up shit I do
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| I told you I owned a Macdonald’s in Thailand
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| And you bought that shit, damn
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| I told you that Al Pacino was my man
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| And you bought that shit, damn
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| I told you a whole lotta shit 'cuz I can
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| And you bought that shit, damn
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| You’re no prize, bitch, no prize
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| Hey look, I lied and I’m happy for it
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| Look how you turned out to be
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| You’re no prize, no prize
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| Hey look, I lied and I’m happy for it
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| Look how you turned out to be
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| You’re no prize, bitch, no prize
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| Hey look, I lied and I’m happy for it
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| Look how you turned out to be
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| You’re no prize, no prize
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| Hey look, I lied and I’m happy for it
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| Look how you turned out to be
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| You’re no prize |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bitch I Lied , by - Insane Clown Posse. Song from the album The Tempest, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп