Over a Bitch - Insane Clown Posse
What the F_ck?!
Made one mistake and f_cked everything up
What the F_ck?!
Everything up!!!!!
She was my girlfriend (f_cken skank) so I thought
She was down for me (sh_t head b_tch) till I got caught
I was doin six months (up in a pen) sellin vikitin
She was getting b_tt f_cked (in her ass whole) by my friend
The day that I got out (ha ha ha ha ha) I bought me an axe
I hid in her bushes (come on b_tch) smokin crack
He was drivin my car (what the f_ck?!) when they pulled up
I hit him in the muda faken back of the head (pwwaa) made the b_tch throw up!
I killed sum body
O-o-o-o-o-over a b_tch
O-o-over a b_tch
Oh my God!
And I can't believe I did that sh_t
O-over a b_tch
What the f_ck is wrong with me?
B_tch b_tch
Now I'm doin forty years over this hoe
What the f_ck?!
Wha-wha-wha-what the f_ck?!
Over this sh_t head b_tch I don't even know
What the f_ck?!
any mooore
wha-wha-what the f_ck?!
Bang pow boom baby! Wooooo
She was good to go (fo sho)
Took her to the movies (to the back row) We f_cked on the floor
She had pop corn in her puss (cum on her ass) She was freaky as f_ck
But she had a boy friend (Uh Oh) His name was chuck (f_ck him)
He caught us in a red light (muda facka) and swung for my eye (pwwa)
He f_cked up my paint (whaat?) chuck had to die
I jumped from above (hiiiaaaaa) stabbed chuck in the head
Then I got arrested (damn) now she's f_cken dead instead
I killed some body
O-o-o-o-over a b_tch
O-o-over a b_tch
What the f_ck is wrong with me?
And I can't believe I did that sh_t
O-o-over a b_tch
B_tch b_tch b_tch
Now I'm doin forty years over this hoe
What the f_ck?!
wha wha wha what the f_ck?!
All for this sh_t head b_tch I don't even know
What the f_ck?!
Any mooore
wha wha wha what the f_ck
I met her at the roller ring (I think) dressed in pink
Plenty of ink her nedden stank but I didn't care she had eye headed and a couple of years
I was in love like a f_cken s_cka f_ck the rubber I f_cked her blubber
I bought her sh_t she taught me sh_t I'm actin like a b_tch so I ought to quit
Some dude, rude goose their ass she got mad and slap me fast tried not to cry in front of my crew
She asked me what the f_ck I'ma do he was a tree like seven three and she wouldn't let it be
And finally he got shot I got arrested she moved on and now I get molested
You gota ask your self whose the b_tch? Whose the b_tch? Whose the b_tch?
You better ask your self whose the b_tch? Whose the b_tch? Whose the b_tch?
Now ask ur self whose the b_tch? Whose the b_tch? Whose the b_tch?
You gota ask your self whose the b_tch? Whose the b_tch? You the b_tch!
Bia-bia-bia-biatch
You the b_tch!
Bia-bia-bia-biatch
You the b_tch!
What the f_ck is wrong with me?
Bia-bia-biatch
You the b_tch!
Bia-bia-bia-biatch
I killed some body
Wha the f_ck?!
Over a b_tch
wha wha wha what the f_ck?!
What the f_ck?!
And I can't believe I did that sh_t
O-over a b_tch
B_tch b_tch b_tch
Now I'm doin forty years over this hoe
F_ck this b_tch f_ck-f_ck-f_ck this b_tch
Over this sh_t head b_tch I don't even know
Any mooore
DAMN!
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