KKK Bitch

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-a*sed 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 s*cked my d**k like a muthaf**kin' vacuum Said, "I love you, but my daddy don't play He's the f**kin' grand wizard of the KKK" (I, I, I) Love my KKK bitch, love it when she s*cks me though (I, I, I) Love my KKK bitch, love it when she f**ks 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 f**k 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 d**k Then her daddy jumped on the stage Talkin' 'bout killin' in a Goddamn rage I got mad, my d**k got hard Entered in her a*s, she said, "Oh my God" (I, I, I) Love my KKK bitch, love it when she f**ks me though (I, I, I) Love my KKK bitch, I love her when she s*cks 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 f**k 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 pus*y We will f**k you, you know, that's all we're sayin', word So every year when Body Count comes around We throw 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 d**k's too little and they just can't f**k 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 f**ks me though (I, I, I) Love my KKK bitch, she love me when she s*cks 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 f**k her dear old dad