Insane Clown Posse My Kind Of Bitch Lyrics

My kind of b____ ain't like your b____
Cuz my b____ don't b____ at all
My b____ don't blink, she don't even think
About money or f___in mall

My kind of b____ don't fix her hair
She don't care about what she wears
Cuz she's much too busy pulling the worms
Out her b___, she ain't bathed in years

My kind of b____, I'll never forget
We first met on a Oujia board
Miss Crabber d___ed, she would chew on snakes
And swallow a ninja sword

I said, "hey b____, how do you do?
Some f___s call me Violent J"
She picked her nose and flicked it at me
Smiled and was on her way, my kind of b____

My kind of b____
My kind of b____ don't fix her hair
She don't care about what she wears
My kind of b____ don't fix her hair
She don't care about what she wears
f___ that!

My kind of b____ 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 b____ gots one good t__tie
The other one's skinny and red
She can make the one jiggle
The other one don't do s___ but just sit their dead

My kind of b____ 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 b____ is a little loopy
And her a__ might droop a bit
But I scoop that loop and fold the flop
And I f___ that pile of s___, my kind of b____

My kind of b____
My kind of b____ gots one good t__tie
The other one's skinny and red
My kind of b____ gots one good t__tie

"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 fullfill some of my
fetishes. Which include, um, dipping your t__ties in Faygo and
slapping my face with them. Um, jumping from the dresser and landing
on my b____. Uh..."

My kind of b____ waits till I sleep
Then run and f___ 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 b____

My kind of b____
My kind of b____ waits till I sleep
Then run and f___ my friends
My kind of b____ waits till I sleep then...

"Hello? Uh, my name is s___gs, and I'm lookin for a girl with a
big big fat f___in a__. And t__ties. And a big fat f___in a__.
And, uh, I want my d___ sucked, and I want my b____ scratched.
And I want her to scratch my a__ and twist my b____ at the same
time, that's a must. And I'm looking for a girl who can stretch
t__ties and stuff em in her a__."

f___ yeah, m_________er
I'm looking for a b____
I'm looking for a girl to fit my needs (my kind of b____)

We can have picnics under the moon
In the graveyard
We can have picnics under my house (my kind of b____)

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 b____)

I'm looking for a girl to squeeze me
I'm looking for a girl to squeeze my b____
Let me squeeze your neck

"This is Lisa. I've been a bad, bad girl."

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