ICP - Over A Bitch Lyrics

What the F*ck?!

Made one mistake and f*cked everything up

What the F*ck?!

Everything up!!!!!

She was my girlfriend (f*cken skank) so I thought
She was down for me (shit head bitch) till I got caught
I was doin six months (up in a pen) sellin vikitin
She was getting butt f*cked (in her ass whole) by my friend
The day that I got out (ha ha ha ha ha) I bought me an axe
I hid in her bushes (come on bitch) smokin crack
He was drivin my car (what the f*ck?!) when they pulled up
I hit him in the muda faken back of the head (pwwaa) made the bitch throw up!

I killed sum body
O-o-o-o-o-over a bitch
O-o-over a bitch
Oh my God!
And I can't believe I did that shit
O-over a bitch
What the f*ck is wrong with me?
Bitch bitch

Now I'm doin forty years over this hoe
What the f*ck?!
Wha-wha-wha-what the f*ck?!
Over this shit head bitch I don't even know
What the f*ck?!
any mooore
wha-wha-what the f*ck?!

Bang pow boom baby! Wooooo

She was good to go (fo sho)
Took her to the movies (to the back row) We f*cked on the floor
She had pop corn in her puss (cum on her ass) She was freaky as f*ck
But she had a boy friend (Uh Oh) His name was chuck (f*ck him)
He caught us in a red light (muda facka) and swung for my eye (pwwa)
He f*cked up my paint (whaat?) chuck had to die
I jumped from above (hiiiaaaaa) stabbed chuck in the head
Then I got arrested (damn) now she's f*cken dead instead

I killed some body
O-o-o-o-over a bitch
O-o-over a bitch
What the f*ck is wrong with me?
And I can't believe I did that shit
O-o-over a bitch
Bitch bitch bitch

Now I'm doin forty years over this hoe
What the f*ck?!
wha wha wha what the f*ck?!
All for this shit head bitch I don't even know
What the f*ck?!
Any mooore
wha wha wha what the f*ck

I met her at the roller ring (I think) dressed in pink
Plenty of ink her nedden stank but I didn't care she had eye headed and a couple of years
I was in love like a f*cken sucka f*ck the rubber I f*cked her blubber
I bought her shit she taught me shit I'm actin like a bitch so I ought to quit
Some dude, rude goose their ass she got mad and slap me fast tried not to cry in front of my crew
She asked me what the f*ck I'ma do he was a tree like seven three and she wouldn't let it be
And finally he got shot I got arrested she moved on and now I get molested

You gota ask your self whose the bitch? Whose the bitch? Whose the bitch?
You better ask your self whose the bitch? Whose the bitch? Whose the bitch?
Now ask ur self whose the bitch? Whose the bitch? Whose the bitch?
You gota ask your self whose the bitch? Whose the bitch? You the bitch!
Bia-bia-bia-biatch
You the bitch!
Bia-bia-bia-biatch
You the bitch!

What the f*ck is wrong with me?
Bia-bia-biatch

You the bitch!
Bia-bia-bia-biatch

I killed some body
Wha the f*ck?!
Over a bitch
wha wha wha what the f*ck?!
What the f*ck?!
And I can't believe I did that shit
O-over a bitch
Bitch bitch bitch

Now I'm doin forty years over this hoe
F*ck this bitch f*ck-f*ck-f*ck this bitch
Over this shit head bitch I don't even know
Any mooore

DAMN!