Kkk Bitch

Body Count

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-assed 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,

sucked my dick like a muthafuckin' vacuum,

said "I love you, but my daddy don't play,

he's the fuckin' grand wizard of the KKK."



I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she sucks me though,

I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she fucks 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 fuck 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 dick.

Then her daddy jumped on the stage

talkin' 'bout killin' in a goddamn rage.

I got mad, my dick got hard

entered in her ass

she said, "Oh my God!"



I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she fucks me though,

I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she sucks 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 fuck her dear old dad.



So