KKK Bitch Lyrics
| Song | KKK Bitch |
| Artist | Body Count |
| Album | Body Count |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : C., Ice T | |
| Aw yeah, what's up out there? BC's in the house. Right | |
| about now, I wanna tell you a little love story, you know | |
| what I'm sayin', this is a Body Count love story check out | |
| the lyrics, you know, I'm a tell you 'bout what happened | |
| when we went down South last year on tour. | |
| Out on tour yo, I been all around the world | |
| went to Georgia, met this fine-assed white girl, | |
| blonde hair, blue eyes, big tits and thighs, | |
| the kinda girl that would knock out most guys. | |
| She got wild in the backstage bathroom, | |
| sucked my dick like a muthafuckin' vacuum, | |
| said 'I love you, but my daddy don't play, | |
| he's the fuckin' grand wizard of the KKK.' | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she sucks me though, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she fucks me though, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, she loves it when I treat her bad, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, mutha fuck her dear old dad. | |
| You know what I'm sayin'. So we was down South fallin' in | |
| love, you know, D-Roc had this Nazi girl, my man | |
| Mooseman had a skinhead, I fell in love with Tipper Gore's | |
| two twelve year old nieces. It was wild, you know what I'm | |
| sayin', it got even worse, you know. | |
| So one night they took us to a meetin' | |
| white sheets, white hoods, no room for seatin' | |
| there was Skinheads, Nazi's and crazies, | |
| talkin' 'bout black people pushin' up daisies. | |
| They hated Blacks, Jews, Puerto Ricans, | |
| Mexicans, Chinese, even the Indians. | |
| We had our hoods on, | |
| we were slick | |
| she pushed her butt up hard against my dick. | |
| Then her daddy jumped on the stage | |
| talkin' 'bout killin' in a goddamn rage. | |
| I got mad, my dick got hard | |
| entered in her ass | |
| she said, 'Oh my God!' | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she fucks me though, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she sucks me though, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, she loves it when I treat her bad, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, mutha fuck her dear old dad. | |
| So what we really tryin' to say is Body Count loves | |
| everybody. We love Mexican girls, Black girls, Oriental girls, | |
| it really don't matter. If you from Mars, and you got a pussy, | |
| we will fuck you. You know, that's all we're sayin', word. | |
| So every year when Body Count comes around | |
| we throw an orgy in every little Southern town. | |
| KKK's, Skinheads, and Nazi | |
| girls break their necks | |
| to get to the party. | |
| It ain't like their men can't nut, | |
| their dick's too little | |
| and they just can't fuck. | |
| So we get buck wild with the white freaks | |
| we show them how to really work the white sheets. | |
| I know her daddy'll really be after me, | |
| when his grandson's named little Ice-T. | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she fucks me though, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she sucks me though, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, she loves it when I treat her bad, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, mutha fuck her dear old dad. |
| zuo ci : C., Ice T | |
| Aw yeah, what' s up out there? BC' s in the house. Right | |
| about now, I wanna tell you a little love story, you know | |
| what I' m sayin', this is a Body Count love story check out | |
| the lyrics, you know, I' m a tell you ' bout what happened | |
| when we went down South last year on tour. | |
| Out on tour yo, I been all around the world | |
| went to Georgia, met this fineassed white girl, | |
| blonde hair, blue eyes, big tits and thighs, | |
| the kinda girl that would knock out most guys. | |
| She got wild in the backstage bathroom, | |
| sucked my dick like a muthafuckin' vacuum, | |
| said ' I love you, but my daddy don' t play, | |
| he' s the fuckin' grand wizard of the KKK.' | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she sucks me though, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she fucks me though, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, she loves it when I treat her bad, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, mutha fuck her dear old dad. | |
| You know what I' m sayin'. So we was down South fallin' in | |
| love, you know, DRoc had this Nazi girl, my man | |
| Mooseman had a skinhead, I fell in love with Tipper Gore' s | |
| two twelve year old nieces. It was wild, you know what I' m | |
| sayin', it got even worse, you know. | |
| So one night they took us to a meetin' | |
| white sheets, white hoods, no room for seatin' | |
| there was Skinheads, Nazi' s and crazies, | |
| talkin' ' bout black people pushin' up daisies. | |
| They hated Blacks, Jews, Puerto Ricans, | |
| Mexicans, Chinese, even the Indians. | |
| We had our hoods on, | |
| we were slick | |
| she pushed her butt up hard against my dick. | |
| Then her daddy jumped on the stage | |
| talkin' ' bout killin' in a goddamn rage. | |
| I got mad, my dick got hard | |
| entered in her ass | |
| she said, ' Oh my God!' | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she fucks me though, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she sucks me though, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, she loves it when I treat her bad, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, mutha fuck her dear old dad. | |
| So what we really tryin' to say is Body Count loves | |
| everybody. We love Mexican girls, Black girls, Oriental girls, | |
| it really don' t matter. If you from Mars, and you got a pussy, | |
| we will fuck you. You know, that' s all we' re sayin', word. | |
| So every year when Body Count comes around | |
| we throw an orgy in every little Southern town. | |
| KKK' s, Skinheads, and Nazi | |
| girls break their necks | |
| to get to the party. | |
| It ain' t like their men can' t nut, | |
| their dick' s too little | |
| and they just can' t fuck. | |
| So we get buck wild with the white freaks | |
| we show them how to really work the white sheets. | |
| I know her daddy' ll really be after me, | |
| when his grandson' s named little IceT. | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she fucks me though, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she sucks me though, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, she loves it when I treat her bad, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, mutha fuck her dear old dad. |
| zuò cí : C., Ice T | |
| Aw yeah, what' s up out there? BC' s in the house. Right | |
| about now, I wanna tell you a little love story, you know | |
| what I' m sayin', this is a Body Count love story check out | |
| the lyrics, you know, I' m a tell you ' bout what happened | |
| when we went down South last year on tour. | |
| Out on tour yo, I been all around the world | |
| went to Georgia, met this fineassed white girl, | |
| blonde hair, blue eyes, big tits and thighs, | |
| the kinda girl that would knock out most guys. | |
| She got wild in the backstage bathroom, | |
| sucked my dick like a muthafuckin' vacuum, | |
| said ' I love you, but my daddy don' t play, | |
| he' s the fuckin' grand wizard of the KKK.' | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she sucks me though, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she fucks me though, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, she loves it when I treat her bad, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, mutha fuck her dear old dad. | |
| You know what I' m sayin'. So we was down South fallin' in | |
| love, you know, DRoc had this Nazi girl, my man | |
| Mooseman had a skinhead, I fell in love with Tipper Gore' s | |
| two twelve year old nieces. It was wild, you know what I' m | |
| sayin', it got even worse, you know. | |
| So one night they took us to a meetin' | |
| white sheets, white hoods, no room for seatin' | |
| there was Skinheads, Nazi' s and crazies, | |
| talkin' ' bout black people pushin' up daisies. | |
| They hated Blacks, Jews, Puerto Ricans, | |
| Mexicans, Chinese, even the Indians. | |
| We had our hoods on, | |
| we were slick | |
| she pushed her butt up hard against my dick. | |
| Then her daddy jumped on the stage | |
| talkin' ' bout killin' in a goddamn rage. | |
| I got mad, my dick got hard | |
| entered in her ass | |
| she said, ' Oh my God!' | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she fucks me though, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she sucks me though, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, she loves it when I treat her bad, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, mutha fuck her dear old dad. | |
| So what we really tryin' to say is Body Count loves | |
| everybody. We love Mexican girls, Black girls, Oriental girls, | |
| it really don' t matter. If you from Mars, and you got a pussy, | |
| we will fuck you. You know, that' s all we' re sayin', word. | |
| So every year when Body Count comes around | |
| we throw an orgy in every little Southern town. | |
| KKK' s, Skinheads, and Nazi | |
| girls break their necks | |
| to get to the party. | |
| It ain' t like their men can' t nut, | |
| their dick' s too little | |
| and they just can' t fuck. | |
| So we get buck wild with the white freaks | |
| we show them how to really work the white sheets. | |
| I know her daddy' ll really be after me, | |
| when his grandson' s named little IceT. | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she fucks me though, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she sucks me though, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, she loves it when I treat her bad, | |
| I I I love my KKK bitch, mutha fuck her dear old dad. |
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