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- | {{Song|Ringmaster (1994)|Insane Clown Posse|star=Green}}
| + | #redirect [[Insane Clown Posse:Love Song]] |
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- | <lyrics>
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- | Hello, and welcome back to pillow talk
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- | I hope you're with your bitch
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- | Cuz it's time to get cozy with the icp
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- | So wind back with a sparkling glass of faygo
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- | While violent j tells you the poetry
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- | That just makes the bitches melt
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- | Only on wluv
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- | Hello, baby
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- | I was thinking about you
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- | So I wrote this song
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- | I like to dedicate this to the love
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- | That has expressed from you and i
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- | So just sit back and enjoy
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- | Eh, yo, bitch, come over here and let me kick it to ya
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- | Tried to stick my nuts in ya then I never knew ya
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- | Cuz your ugly and you know you can't hide that
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- | So what you look like a chicken with a hunchback
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- | Oh, it doesn't matter that you from down south
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- | If you talk like it, I'm a smack you in your mouth
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- | Bitch, I admit it, I'm quick to hit a woman hey
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- | But that's okay, cuz bitch, I'm violent j
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- | And I'm a southwest mack daddy juggalo
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- | And you're nothing but a two-bit stankin' ho
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- | But I love you and I hope you realize that
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- | I don't care about the hair growing out your back
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- | Smoking that blunt, drink some mad dog through the night
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- | And your ugly bitch turns into karen white
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- | And I stick my wing-wang in the middle
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- | I like a filthy-ass ho, the kind that make your nuts shrivle
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- | Bitch, I'm knocking at your door
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- | Let me get some neden, ho
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- | Bitch, you're ugly, that's okay
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- | I'm finna hit it anyway
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- | I guess you want me to take you on a big date
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- | But what you're saying don't sound all that straight
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- | All I wanna do is feel your butt and squeeze your titties
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- | Cuz I can't feed your fat ass on a buck fifty
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- | Let's make love my sweet little dove
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- | I wouldn't get near that neden without a glove
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- | Cuz it's rats and spiders up in there
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- | Hittin that'll take the curl out your nut hairs
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- | I smack your tittie and claps when it hits the other
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- | But I don't want em clappin too loud it'll wake your mother
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- | Bitches always front like they don't wanna let you hit
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- | But then they always screamin banshees when you gettin with it
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- | So don't fake the funk, I'm nothing but a ghetto punk
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- | All I'm trying to do is stick you in your fat rump
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- | So get the fuck out them dirty-ass drawers
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- | And come and twist my balls cuz I love you
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- | Bitch, I'm knocking at your door
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- | Let me get some neden, ho
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- | Bitch, you're ugly, that's okay
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- | I'm finna hit it anyway
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- | You and I both know
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- | That I've been wrong to you in the past
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- | And I know that I love you
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- | All I wanna do is slide my wang into your neden
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- | I wanna hit that neden so damn hard
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- | Let my nuts bang on your anus
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- | That's my only true desire
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- | I feel for you, I think for you
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- | I breathe for you
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- | All I want is a little neden
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- | Ya know, everyday when the wind blows
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- | All I hear is my nuts flapping against your booty, ho
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- | And that's all I ever want
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- | And that's all I ever dreamed of
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- | That is you and your neden, bitch
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- | </lyrics>
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- | {{SongFooter
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- | |fLetter = T
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- | |album = Ringmaster (1994)
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- | |song = The Love Song
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- | |language = English
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- | }}
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