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letra de bitches (bass-ment cuts) - insane clown posse

[intro: violent j]
-baby crying-
hey, hey, shh. be quiet. be quiet. ay ay ay ay ay, shut up. hey, shut up. hey! hey! hey, shut the f-ck up! hey, shut the f-ck up! hey, b-tch, come here and take care of this f-ck- you want me to ki- now, shut the- shut the f-ck up!

[verse: violent j]
b-tches, hoes, sl-ts, and skeezers
sk-nky–ss wh0r-s, i can’t forget your either
you can say i’m degrading toward women
but they always seem to let me travel up in ’em
will i hit a woman? what you think?
i’ll hit a f-cking b-tch like her name was frank
in the 50’s, when you’re necked, you got lucky
today you’ll put a gun up to they head, and you’ll say “f-ck me”
a mother f-cker like j don’t need a gun
i just whip out the pipe, and i watch ’em run
up to me, through me, sayin’ go through me
nine months she’s at my door, and the b-tch is trying to sue me
you know i ain’t havin’ that bullsh-t
so i sent the b-tch home with a fat lip, yo
v-i-o-l-e-n-t
dumb dumb, you can’t even f-ck with me
outta women i respect, just a chosen few
and one of them b-tches sure as f-ck ain’t you
pimping, playing, hauling, balling, b-tches by the dozens
like jeff allen and his f-cking cousin
stacks and stacks, so many to pick from
callin’ ’em up so we can go and d-ck ’em
driving to my house during the talk zone
and then after i hit it, i’ll make your -ss walk home
you’re crying but i think it’s kinda funny
that i wouldn’t give your -ss no bus money
at night i have dreams that i’m waxing
superstar, freaky -ss, big b-tt janet jackson
i don’t even need to tell you what i’d do to her
i’d come at her so fast, my d-ck would go clean through her
i’d f-ck her sister, her aunt, and her mother
the only jackson that i wouldn’t f-ck is her brother
but i can’t have janet, so i’ll take what i can get
a strung out, ragged-on crackhead b-tch
and they bodies so sh-tty
skinny as f-ck, and she only got one t-tty
i’m headed to the suburbs to find some
so i brung along my boys to help me grind ’em
b-tches, b-tches, b-tches, and more
rapping with a b-tch at the grocery store
the way she talked gave me an erection
so you know i had to f-ck her in the meat section
i gave that b-tch all that i got
she had her eyes closed so i f-cked her with a lamb chop
n0body can mack like j does
i’d f-ck a girl that’s sober, leave her with a buzz
i’m gonna get me a b-tch from thailand
’cause all b-tches over there do is pray to their man
yo, ’cause b-tches here are too f-cking sad
come home and find your freak in the sack with your dad
saying they were lonely and needed to be held
f-ck off, b-tch, that’s why your eye got swelled
yeah you beat her -ss something crazy
you woulda k!lled her -ss, but you was kinda lazy
every time i see a b-tch, she’s always crying
that’s the main f-cking reason that the fists are always flyin’
cause you ain’t a god d-mn baby no more
so why don’t you grow the f-ck up, you sorry–ss f-cking wh0r-?
if you drive a piece of sh-t and you’re not rich
than you gots no women, explain that, b-tch
that’s why i always dig the crackheads
cause them b-tches think your rich as long as you ain’t dead
yo, i gots no problem anyway
i can have any b-tch, ’cause i’m violent j
so before you make that hitch
be sure it ain’t with that average b-tch

[outro]
hey man, look at that sk-nk over there
have you ever seen an uglier b-tch in your life, man?
it looks like somebody socked her in her f-cking face with a bag of f-cking rocks
man, look at that hey, b-tch you look like you got hit by a train, ho
hey, f-ck you, come here and suck my nuts, b-tch
that b-tch’s crawling off the streets man, ho
hey. hey b-tch get the f-ck off my car, f-cking sk-nk, look at that
hey, b-tch, you ever been smacked before, ho?
come here, let me smack your ho f-cking -ss

- insane clown posse

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