Cream Filling

Album cover art for "Cream Filling" by Insane Clown Posse

Insane Clown Posse - Pop

Cream Filling

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[Intro: Violent J] I love hoes, I love hoes Hoes, hoes, hoes, hoes [Verse 1: Violent J] I love hoes that love me, even the ugly ones Hoes and they panties, sweet than candies Long titties, walla balla king kong Titties fat like pumpkins, or little itty bitties Hoes make me jump up and clap my heels When they blowin' my balls off and feedin' me meals I love hoes' smell, cinnamon perfume scents Jackin' off in your window, see me hoppin' the fence I love old ladies. They did the most fuckin' And young hoes fantasize about dick suckin' I love hungry hoes with crusty toes Painted up, wet juggalettes, fresh from shows Give me pig tails, pony tails, tease your shit up Either way, I nut on your titties and then get up I love it when hoes get mad, a new side to 'em It only makes me wanna do 'em. I love hoes [Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope] Boo thang You and that pootang Make me woo woo, singin' Bring that goo that spew out my wang And leave my knees weak I'm screamin', please freak You make my meat skeet what you eat Like a sweet sugar treat, cream fillin' [Verse 2: Violent J] Hoes take you to court because they diss your dick They can be scantless, wicked, and sick I chase hoes. Ho chaser, ho catcher I'm like a mother fucking blood hound: I smell her and fetch her I love hoes that fuck outside and ain't scared of it And always polish your knob because they love it I love hoes with accents, hoes that's hood rats Hoes that graduated, top of the stats I don't fucking care. Middle-aged moms Young and old hoes are the mother fucking bomb I love hoes with the artificial hair and boobs I cut heads off gay poser dudes Little mama, keep droppin' babies out of your neden You're the reason we're alive, and ain't nobody forgettin' Hoes that wash cars, hoes in the rodeo Circus hoes, I'd love to get a hold of those [Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope] Boo thang You and that pootang Make me woo woo, singin' Bring that goo that spew out my wang And leave my knees weak I'm screamin', please freak You make my meat skeet what you eat Like a sweet sugar treat, cream fillin'

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  • Violent J