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icp insane clown posse - super balls lyrics

“yeah, you give sax lessons. why not to spend the night?
i am only to spend the night? i play music of the night.
no, no, i’m not awake in the day.
read my lips, eww scary. aww, man, why you guys in the godd-mn,
yellow pages then, the f-ckin, the godd-mn, what’s it, no,
it’s the weekly. in paranthasees, ‘no gig…eww, scary’.
and that’s just what i am. scary.”

look up in the sky, it’s a bird, it’s a plane
nah, b-tch, super b-lls, is the name
and i come from a far away planet
southwest del ray, godd-mn it!
and it’s the land of the smog-filled maniacs
super b-lls, and concrete nutsacs
you know that fat lady sk-nk that always bothers you
i’m here to f-ck her, yo, that’s what i do
so tell me where the hoes is at
the fat loopy b-tches with the lumpy backs
super b-lls ain’t scared of a f-ckin’ thing
hold your belly up and i’ll stick you with my super w-ng
so, who’s next, the b-tch with the rubber eye
it won’t shut, and now she can’t find a guy
it scared everybody off, so i guess my duty calls
b-tch!!!!!!!!!! call me super b-lls

ain’t no b-tch to fat
ain’t no b-tch to whack
ain’t no b-tch to ugly
for super b-lls, woowoo! [x2]

i met a girl looked a lot like a turkey
so i f-cked her and her neden went bublabublabubla
cuz i could give a motherf-ck about looks
i just jock up another one for the books
i know this b-tch fat round like a beachball
you can roll her up, and bounce her off the wall
we played ball, shoot hoops, she can hold steady
then i stick my d-ck down in the fat patty
just cuz no one calls your home
don’t mean that you’re all alone
just call super b-lls to the rescue
now here’s what i’m a do
i might stick my big toe in your b-tthole
and then tickle your neden with my other toes
ugly b-tches in need, i crash through their walls
big daddy j violent super b-lls

ain’t no b-tch to fat (yeah, motherf-cker)
ain’t no b-tch to whack (better ask somebody)
ain’t no b-tch to ugly
for super b-lls, woowoo! [x2]

“it’s a bright mid-summer day in metropolis, and there’s not much
news fit to televise at galaxy communications. where, in his
office, clark kent is monitoring the twelve o’clock news.”
“uh uh, it goes thump thump thumpin against your cl-t”
“harder, harder!”
“lois lane, ace reporter for galaxy communications, opens clark’s
door and looks in.”
“when the h-ll do i get something out of this?”

it’s down, it’s down with the clown
f-ck fat b-tches and charge by the pound
i gets paid and i bought a new lexus
cuz i f-cked a b-tch bigger than texas (yeeehaw!!)
super b-lls don’t care where his nuts at
one night, i found em in your mom’s b-tt crack
you was playin nintendo upstairs
i had my d-ck stickin in your mom’s b-tt hairs
granny walked in, puffing on a jay
“pfft, my p-ssy’s turning grey”
she asked if i would mind dipping in the sugar walls
i said it ain’t no thing for super b-lls
super b-lls is in the motherf-cking house!!!

ain’t no b-tch to fat
ain’t no b-tch to whack
ain’t no b-tch to ugly
for super b-lls, woowoo! [x6]

- icp insane clown posse lyrics

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