Let A Killa Fuck You Lyrics

The song Let A Killa Fuck You is performed by Insane Clown Posse .



I'm sick of this bullshit
All these bitches thinking they're the f**kin whip
just 'cause they got a neden
f**k yer neden bitch!
That's right and don't call me s*x'est 'cause I aint s*x'est
I'm the s*xiest but I aint s*xist if IM s*xist
then IM the s*xiest s*xist
bitch call me s*xy s*x s*xy s*xist!

I see you hoes on TV glamorous models super celebrities
Roles Royce fine wines and cla*s
You need to come down to the hood let me spank at a*s
I want a famous hoe, A bitch on top with some helly bank role
I Been chasing a girl from letters to Cleo
But she broke her Knee though, Mariah Carry man forget it
If O.D.B hit it I cant f**k wit it!
Nothing against old dirty or nothing but
I know he at least got herpes or something
I wouldn't mind f**king Brittany Spears
In a cheap hotel wit them ceiling mirrors
Wit that bitch 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**k Ricky Martin and pretend its me!

[Chorus 2X]
Let a killer f**k you.
Let a killer f**k you.
Let a killer f**k you right!
Let a killer f**k you.
Let a killer f**k you.
Never gone back in the night.

Huh? Lets see were to begin knock knock
(Whose there ) a ball sac for your chin
I be f**king them business hoes that jock
from them interns up to the presidents wife
Now Shelly ain't famous but I still put'em in a bone through
The glitzy glaze grabbing a J I don't give a f**k
But Clyde walked in his jaw dropped down
Act like he never seen the butt cheeks of a clown
I had the secretary on the top of the desk
a*s hole naked, I was in the cigar chest
Smoking up keeping blunts with the janitor
f**k all them hoes that jock ask my manager
Business women in executive halls
Let your head down an tongue slap my balls
Some of them bitches are a little bit old
Dusty a*s neden with a loopy foam
Like this one chick I f**ked in The dark
I had the bitch moaning like a happy a*s retard
We finished turn on the lights it was horrid
Oh shit Sharon Ozbourn!

(Chorus x2)
Let a killer f**k you
Let a killer f**k you
Let a killer f**k you right!
Let a killer f**k you
Let a killer f**k you
Never gone back in the night

I wanna f**k Carmen Electra
'cause she'll f**k 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**k 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**kin them richees
Wit silky shirts on turtle neck d**keys
Frenchies straight out the hair salon
With a faggot a*s name like Jean
We the ones from the other side yellin
(clown love bitch !!) I'm the ghetto ride
I wont take you on the expensive trip's
But I'll part yo neden lips
(hehhe) people whanna ride wit dem or us
Jaguar with ken or a simple bus
f**k you den we don't need you hoes
I.C.P forever with the juggalos

(Chorus 4X)
Let a killer f**k you
Let a killer f**k you.
Let a killer f**k you right!
Let a killer f**k you.
Let a killer f**k you.
Never gone back in the night.

I'm sick of this bullshit
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 bitch, wearing your thong bikini
You one of those bitch beaches, your one of them beaches at the bitch
Your one of them and your a bitch at the beach
An I'm sick of that shit and the bottom line is this
I'm a go to the mother f**kin beach with my mothaf**kin Speedo's on
and I'm a walk up an down the beach like "SUP bitch" (shahaha)
bitch bitch (ooh) were gonna have fun (hehehe ooh) yes





Let A Killa Fuck You