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Insane Clown Posse

Genres: Hip-Hop

Bitch Slappaz Lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

Take it back now 

Old school, bitch slappin' till the break of dawn 

ICP, Blaze Ya Dead Homie 

Bitch slappin' to the early morn' 

 

Six in the morning, police at my door 

Already gotta slap some more 

Stuck my hand out through the mail shoot 

Bitch slap Sarge and his first recruit 

 

I came out the ass, bitch slapped some 

Grade School High School bitch slap went nuts 

I remember gettin' baptized by the Reverend 

Bitch slapped the Bible out of his hand 

 

The bitch slap master up in the place 

I'll bitch slap your train wrecked face 

Don't assume friendliness with fame 

I'll bitch slap the sound out your name 

 

They'll call ya 'cause you're not here 

Bitch slapped out the stratosphere 

Mike P did the track, he bitch slapped 

Pow for Max straight to the back 

 

Don't lemme show up on TRL 

I'm bitch slappin' everybody to hell 

I'm down with the clown east side 'till I'm gone 

Yet everybody singin' that southwest song 

 

I bitch slap wigs off everyday 

I bitch slap old ladies out of my way 

Southwest side, bitch slap capital 

Every bitch make mothafuckas smackable 

 

For my bitch smack victims I don't care 

I'll bitch slap cowlicks into your hair 

Faygo in a Pillowcase, don't manage 

I'll bitch slap your head, brain damage 

 

I bitch slap cheeks red, hangs off 

I've been known to slap a mothafuckas pants off 

I bitch slap planes out of the sky 

I bitch slap truth out of a life 

 

Call me Shaggy Spy McSlapmore 

I bitch slap mothafuckas galore 

Say we fake and wanna test the rap 

Step yo ass on up and get bitch slapped 

 

What do you call a Crew that be smackin' like that? 

Wicked, Insane Clowns smack your ass to the back 

 

Speakin' of smackin' it's makin' me sick 

Everybody's talkin' that smackin' shit 

Sayin' they smackin' with the I.C.P. 

Just 'cause I am they wanna be like me 

 

Talkin' that shit you need to leave the place 

Knowin' you ain't ever even smacked a face 

Claimin' our shit, that's our shit you trashed 

Mothafucka we about to smack your ass 

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