Insane Clown Posse, Ouija Macc - I'm That Type lyrics

Who, me? I’m the type of
Scrub who gots mad hoes
Who hang out and trade tips and suggestions
You’re the type of scrub that only gots two
Your hands and both make you wear protection
I’m the type of scrub that has no boss
‘Cause I’m a self made lord of the hustle
You’re the type of scrub who
Don’t work at all
You’re a sue happy fraud no one trusts ya
I’m the type of scrub with big-shot friends
Crooked cops, politicians, and more
You’re the type of scrub
Ditched by your friends
Couldn’t stop, but probably shit your drawers
I’m the type of scrub who won’t sell out
Twenty-five years of winnin’ any way
I wanna do shit
You’re the type of scrub who couldn’t
Sell out a free show
Of a capacity of two, you and who
Bitch? Haha!

(Scrub Life) It is what it is
You a scrub, bitch! (Shit, that's you)
That type of scrub, that type of scrub
That gets no love
(Scrub Life) It is what it is
You a scrub, bitch! (Shit, that's you)
That type of scrub, that type of scrub
That gets no love

I’m the type of scrub who
Don’t turn the other cheek
Unless I’m winding back to deck ya
You’re the type of scrub to lick
My spit off the floor
And walk off, whispering
"I don’t respect ya"
I’m the type of scrub who don’t follow trends
I mow my own path, blazing through sheep
You’re the type of scrub, a scoop follower
A poop swallower
If it’s the flavor of the week
I’m the type of scrub with
Two or three warrants
If I don’t like a rule, I break it
You’re the type of scrub doing
Twenty-three years to life
A crazy old lady rapist
I’m the type of scrub who like to fight back
Pull my gun out, you meet my nine
You’re the type of scrub who
Refuse to fight back
You say, "Blow my butt out I’ll be fine"

(Scrub Life) It is what it is
You a scrub, bitch! (Shit, that's you)
That type of scrub, that type of scrub
That gets no love
(Scrub Life) It is what it is
You a scrub, bitch! (Shit, that's you)
That type of scrub, that type of scrub
That gets no love

Gangsta boogie! gangsta boogie!

Bitch, I’m a scrub piss in the tub
Shorty, want bubbly? Let it rip in the tub
(ew) you the type of motherfucker get a
Bitch nails done for a dub
Take the bitch out to eat and then
When the check come, you’re like, "What?"
I’m the scrub with a blunt lip
On the couch scratching my nuts
Parking lot, I got two whips
But your bitch pickin’ me up
Won’t quit hitting me up, I rang twice
Then I said "what?"
You tell the bitch "hi" I be
Like dick hicking me up (girl)
You shape-shifty as fuck
Type of scrub nobody gon’ trust
I’m the type that might panhandle
But I got five on that blunt (Yup)
Got two grand in my sock, homie
But that’s for the reup
All you got is your handout
And that face ‘bout to get punched
Say one word, and you’re lunch
(Bitch) , it’s scrub gang on you punks
You step up to these dirty hands
And your punk ass get touched
Shot mud out of you duffs
(Bitch) , Be crushed out of you punks
Ouija's the scrub of the century know because
He never be giving no fucks

(Scrub Life) It is what it is
You a scrub, bitch! (Shit, that's you)
That type of scrub, that type of scrub
That gets no love
(Scrub Life) It is what it is
You a scrub, bitch! (Shit, that's you)
That type of scrub, that type of scrub
That gets no love
(Scrub Life) It is what it is
You a scrub, bitch! (Shit, that's you)
That type of scrub, that type of scrub
That gets no love
(Scrub Life) It is what it is
You a scrub, bitch! (Shit, that's you)
That type of scrub, that type of scrub
That gets no love