My Kind Of Bitch Lyrics - Tunnel Of Love - Insane Clown Posse

My kind of bitch ain't like your bitch 

'cause my bitch don't bitch at all 

My bitch don't blink, she don't even think 

About money or fuckin mall 

My kind of bitch don't fix her hair 

She don't care about what she wears 

'cause she's much too busy pulling the worms 

Out her butt, she ain't bathed in years 

My kind of bitch, I'll never forget 

We forced met on a Oujia board 

Miss Crabber Damned, she would chew on snakes 

And swallow a ninja sword 

I said, "hey bitch, how do you do? 

Some fucks call me Violent J" 

She picked her nose and flicked it at me 

Smiled and was on her way, my kind of bitch 

My kind of bitch 

My kind of bitch don't fix her hair 

She don't care about what she wears 

My kind of bitch don't fix her hair 

She don't care about what she wears 

Fuck that! 

My kind of bitch 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 bitch gots one good tittie 

The other one's skinny and red 

She can make the one jiggle 

The other one don't do shit but just sit their dead 

My kind of bitch 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 bitch is a little loopy 

And her ass might droop a bit 

But I scoop that loop and fold the flop 

And I fuck that pile of shit, my kind of bitch 

My kind of bitch 

My kind of bitch gots one good tittie 

The other one's skinny and red 

My kind of bitch gots one good tittie 

"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 forfill some of my 

fetishes. Which include, um, dipping your titties in Faygo and 

slapping my face with them. Um, jumping from the dresser and landing 

on my balls. Uh..." 

My kind of bitch waits till I sleep 

Then run and fuck 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 bitch 

My kind of bitch 

My kind of bitch waits till I sleep 

Then run and fuck my friend 

My kind of bitch waits till I sleep then... 

"Hello? Uh, my name is Shaggs, and I'm lookin for a girl with a 

big big fat fuckin ass. And titties. And a big fat fuckin ass. 

And, uh, I want my dick sucked, and I want my balls scratched. 

And I want her to scratch my ass and twist my balls at the same 

time, that's a must. And I'm looking for a girl who can stretch 

titties and stuff em in her ass." 

Fuck yeah, motherfucker 

I'm looking for a bitch 

I'm looking for a girl to fit my needs (my kind of bitch) 

We can have picnics under the moon 

In the graveyard 

We can have picnics under my house (my kind of bitch) 

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 bitch) 

I'm looking for a girl to squeeze me 

I'm looking for a girl to squeeze my balls 

Let me squeeze your neck 

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