Insane Clown Posse - Let a k**a f** You lyrics

I'm sick of this bullsh** All these b**hes thinking they're the f**in whip just cuz they got a neden f** yer neden b**h! That's right and don't call me s**'est cuz I aint s**'est I'm the s**iest but I aint s**ist if IM s**ist then IM the s**iest s**ist b**h call me Sexy s** s**y s**ist! I see you hoes on TV glamorous models super celebrities Roles Royce fine wines and cla** You need to come down to the hood let me spank at a** I want a famous hoe, A b**h on top with some helly bank role I Been chasing a girl from letters to Cleo But she broker 'n me though, Mariah Carey man forget it If O.D.B. hit it I can't f** wit it! Nothing against Ol' Dirty or nothing but I know he at least got herpes or something I wouldn't mind f**ing Brittany Spears In a cheap hotel wit them ceiling mirrors Wit that b**h in a couple of weeks I'd have her hooked on crack rock working the streets All them hoes fantasize about juggalo scrubs In between they thighs But they too scared to let it be So instead they f** Ricky Martin and pretend its me! [Chorus 2X] Let a k**er f** you. Let a k**er f** you. Let a k**er f** you right! Let a k**er f** you. Let a k**er f** you. Never gone back in the night. Huh? Lets see were to begin knock knock (Who's there?) a ball sac for your chin I be f**ing them business hoes at job from them interns up to the presidents wife Now Shelly ain't famous but I still put'em in a bone through Leave the glitz and glamour to J I don't give a f** But Clyde walked in his jaw dropped down Act like he never seen the bu*t cheeks of a clown I had the secretary on the top of the desk Ass hole naked, I was in the cigar chest Smoking up Cuban blunts with the janitor I f**ed all them hoes at job ask my manager Business women in executive halls Let your head down an tongue slap my balls Some of them b**hes are a little bit old Dusty a** neden with a loopy foam Like this one chick I f**ed in The dark I had the b**h moaning like a happy a** retard We finished turn on the lights sweat was pourin Oh sh** Sharon Osbourne!! (Chorus x2) Let a k**er f** you Let a k**er f** you Let a k**er f** you right! Let a k**er f** you Let a k**er f** you Never gone back in the night I wanna f** Carmen Elektra Cuz she'll f** anybody first day she met ya But as soon as she fall off the map She on to the next guy like "High" baby Let me f** a famous hoe one night I'll post the video up on our web site (Hehhe) me an shaggy might sit with the stars But my boys are out back break-in into your cars Dumb hoes quite f**in them richees Wit silky shirts on turtle neck dickeys Frenchies straight out the hair salon With a f*ggot a** name like Jean We the ones from the other side yellin (clown love b**h!!) out the ghetto ride I won't take you on any expensive trips But I'll part yo neden lips (hehhe) Wanna ride wit them or us Jaguar with Ken or the Sym to bus' f** you den we don't need you hoes I.C.P forever with the juggalos (Chorus 4X) Let a k**er f** you Let a k**er f** you. Let a k**er f** you right! Let a k**er f** you. Let a k**er f** you. Never gone back in the night. I'm sick of this bullsh** That's right you need to stay on TV because this is my reality But I'm even sick of these hottys in the real world, like at the beach I see you at the beach b**h, wearing your thong bikini You one of those b**h beaches, your one of them beaches at the b**h Your one of them and your a b**h at the beach An I'm sick of that sh** and the bottom line is this I'm a go to the mother f**in beach with my mothaf**in Speedo's on and I'm a walk up an down the beach like "SUP b**h" (shahaha) b**h b**h (ooh) were gonna have fun (hehehe ooh) yes