Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Kinda Bitch, artist - Insane Clown Posse. Album song Tunnel of Love, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.06.1996
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
My Kinda Bitch |
My kinda bitch ain’t like your bitch |
'Coz my bitch don’t bitch at all |
My bitch don’t blink, she don’t even think |
About money or a fuckin' mall |
My kinda bitch don’t fix her hair |
She don’t care about what she wears |
'Coz she’s much too busy pullin' the worms out her butt |
She ain’t bathed in years |
My kinda bitch, I’ll never forget |
We first met on a Ouija board |
Miss Crabber Damned, she would chew on snakes |
An' swallow a ninja sword |
I said, «Hey, bitch, how do you do? |
Some fucks call me Violent J» |
She picked her nose an' flicked it at me |
Smiled an' was on her way, my kinda bitch |
My kinda bitch |
My kinda bitch don’t fix her hair |
She don’t care about what she wears |
My kinda bitch don’t fix her hair |
She don’t care about what she wears |
My kinda bitch has a hole in her neck |
An' 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 kinda bitch gots one good tittie |
The other one’s skinny an' red |
She can make the one jiggle |
The other one don’t do shit but just sit their dead |
My kinda bitch has a wooden eye |
With a nail stickin' half way out |
It once caught a fire an' we all had to spit |
In her face just to put it out |
My kinda bitch is a little loopy |
An' her ass might droop a bit |
But I scoop that loop an' fold the flop |
An' I fuck that pile of shit, my kinda bitch |
My kinda bitch |
My kinda bitch gots one good tittie |
The other one’s skinny an' red |
My kinda 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 fulfill |
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 kinda bitch waits 'til I sleep |
Then run an' fuck my friends |
An' every time I break her legs |
Then give my homie ends |
She shot me once an' stabbed my neck |
An' even broke my nose |
But I lick her from her crooked neck |
Down to her stringy toes, my kinda bitch |
My kinda bitch |
My kinda bitch waits 'til I sleep |
Then run an' fuck my friends |
My kinda bitch waits 'til I sleep then |
Hello? |
Uh, my name is Shaggs |
And I’m looking for a girl |
With a big, big fat fucking ass |
And titties and a big fat fucking 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 lookin' for a bitch |
I’m lookin' for a girl to fit my needs |
My kinda bitch |
We can have picnics under the moon |
In the graveyard |
We can have picnics under my house |
My kinda bitch |
I’m lookin' for a girl to die with |
If you’re already dead, that’s cool |
You can sit around an' wait for me to die |
(My kinda bitch) |
I’m lookin' for a girl to squeeze me |
I’m lookin' for a girl to squeeze my balls |
Let me squeeze your neck |
This is Lisa |
I’ve been a bad, bad girl |