My Sick Bitch

Duration

3:11

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

Me and my sick bitch we both got a blood lust and We like to make love the whole time getting cut up So if you got a sick bitch and you both got a blood lust Then you should fucking stand up and put your fucking hands up When we get to rolling in the sheets get to thinking about the meat Not the kind between the legs the green kind you serving up with eggs Dragon blood candles all around the room that's the closest scent to death Effervescent left to rest the rest is messed up and dark like the tomb Boom and in an explosion of heat we get to the end feeling sore and beat Looking in the mirror at our feats sharp finger nails and gnashing teeth If you drink blood while your screwing then the blood fuck is what your doing Me and my girl and our blood lust go together like razor blades and nipples hah Me and my sick bitch we both got a blood lust and We like to make love the whole time getting cut up So if you got a sick bitch and you both got a blood lust Then you should fucking stand up and put your fucking hands up Meanwhile you could be a million miles Lost upon the mountain tops crops growing high sky piles Of money falling off the trees sounds kinda funny But the reality is that it really could be The winds of change have blown haven't seen me in a minute Now I'm on my own making scrilla and fans infinite If it seems a little off pretty out of character My purpose on the earth is to be scaring you you Say this cant happen well it really does By the climax were both dripping blood Sexual lust just isn't enough We like it hard like it tough Listen to brotha lynch as were screwing It's the blood fuck that were doing Me and my girl and our blood lust go together like razor blades and nipples hah Me and my sick bitch we both got a blood lust and We like to make love the whole time getting cut up So if you got a sick bitch and you both got a blood lust Then you should fucking stand up and put your fucking hands up Now by myself I scrape shit off the concrete and eat it I need it my food stamps done run out so I come out See you and pull my gun out I let you put your blunt out Yes ill leave your wife alone and yes ill spare your kids You ask why I am doing this you ask just what you did Just the wrong place wrong time if you'd stayed home you'd be fine Whats your name id like to meet you heat you then eat you And yes ill save a little bit I need to feed my b too She welcomes the hunter home says shes felt all alone Loves the mother fucker I have blown and yes she eats it to the bone Says the ones that run are much more fun The it's a game like cat and mouse chase them right back to their house Oh my God we are so hungry wed even eat the tongue meat The lung meat the hung meat mostly we getting some free When no one is a wandering I've wasted time a pondering Get a hold of the black market meet on Belmont even Stark it Kill the guy who brings it to me thats a deal buy one get one free We're so happy with our sickness I tell you the blood fuck's the shit Me and my girl and our blood lust go together like razor blades and nipples again Me and my girl and our blood lust go together like razor blades and nipples hah