Insane Clown Posse - Boing Boing lyrics

[Insane Clown Posse - Boing Boing lyrics]

Bitches get sprung when I walk by
I dunno if it's my ass
Or maybe cause I talk fly
But no lie, as soon as I speak to 'em
They all want me to screw em
I introduce myself, and panties start falling
No dinner dates, fuck stalling
Your girl, his wife, it don't matter
They all want this dick, whole platter
It's dangerous for any chick on my arm
Other hoes wanna cause em bodily harm
Maybe cause I wear my jeans so tight
But they all fight for the right
To fuck me all night
These hoes wanna get us, any time, any place
And have clown paint smudged
All over their face they steal my number
Catch me on the internet
And tell me all how their
Nedens are dripping wet
Bitches hang around my home like stray cats
Trying to catch a motherfucker shirtless
Could be my profile, or my haircut (what)
But I turn sweetie boos into sluts
I take it in in the butt is
What the lady at the store said
Chick up at Walgreens offering head
I'm like "Whoa"
And I'm getting free food up at Subway
Every bitch and her mama love J

I can't help but spring these hoes
And they all wanna fuck me they come to me
And I'm quick to leave a bitch sprung
Boing, boing
And I'm quick to leave a bitch sprung
Boing, boing (Fuck these bitches)

Your old lady's got eyes for me
And I know when you're fucking her
She cries for me
Female judges sentence me to do time
I tell them all, make a singe-file dick-line
Ugly ducklings, and beautiful angels
They all dropping their thongs to they ankles
Maybe it's my cologne, RightGuard
I dunno, but for this dick, yo
They fight hard
Hoes love throwing they panties at me
Poop-stains and all, my brain's in awe
Is it my swagger? Or is it my juice? Why?
They want a piece of this wang-nut pie
I could be itching my athlete's feet
And hoes be like "Awww, that's so sweet!"
And everything translates to sex
Bitches begging me to flex my pecs
Slipping me digit's, turn around and goose me
Fighting off ten at a time
Like fucking Jet Li
Shit's ridiculous, I'm like "Slow down"
I got plenty of pipe to go around
Two are in the kitchen, three in the bathtub
I'm with somebody fat wife making mad love
Real women of the worldwide Juggalos
You can ask my bitch, yo mama knows!

Oh, it's been so cocksucking long since I've
Tasted a big prick like yours!

Man, fuck all these fucking sprung-ass hoes
Yo, this bitch ain't gettin' no dick
Ain't gettin' no dick! Fuck it!
Ain't gettin' no dick!
Look, I don't give a fuck
Who the fuck you are!
Unless you're on my dick
You ain't gettin' none!
And fuck you too, bitch!

Louanne! Get me another beer!

I'm so sorry, Jack
But there ain't none left!

Come here, Louanne

What?

Closer

What?

COME HERE!

What? (smack, baby cries)

What do you mean there's
No goddamn beer left?
Dammit, you been taking my
Beers or something, woman?

No, Jack! Honey, I swear it!

And shut that fucking kid up
Before he gets another whoopin'
(phone rings) Hello?

Thiiiiiiiiiis message is for you
Mr Jack Brudman!
You've won a free all-expense paid
Trip just for you!
You, Jack, are headed first-class to Ash
Nevada!

Ash, Nevada?

That's right, bitch! Ash, Nevada!
You are one of the few lucky big winners
Chosen to see the Dark
Carnival's gigantic super-show!
We can't give you all the details now
But we can tell you this:
When you return from seeing the
Greatest show on Earth
You'll be bringing home with you a
Check for one hundred thousand dollars!

Woohoo! I'm going to Ash, Nevada, bitch!

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