Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Body Count
Body Count
Performer
Ernie.C
Ernie.C
Guitar
Ice T
Ice T
Rap
Moose Man
Moose Man
Bass
Beatmaster "V"
Beatmaster "V"
Drums
DRok
DRok
Rhythm Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ernie.C
Ernie.C
Songwriter
Ice T
Ice T
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ernie.C
Ernie.C
Producer
Ice T
Ice T
Mixing Engineer
Bernard Matthews
Bernard Matthews
Engineer
Howie Klein
Howie Klein
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Ah yeah, what's up out there, BC's in the house Right about now I'm gonna 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've been all around the world Went to Georgia, met this fine-ass 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 motherfuckin' vacuum Said, "I love you, but my daddy don't play" "He's the fucking Grand Wizard of the KKK" (I- I- I), love my KKK bitch, I love it when she sucks me though (I- I- I), love my KKK bitch, I 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, motherfuck 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 meeting White sheets, white hoods, no room for seatin' There was skinheads, Nazis, 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, I love it when she fuck me though (I- I- I), love my KKK bitch, I love it when she suck me though (I- I- I), love my KKK bitch, she loves it when I treat her bad (I- I- I), love my KKK bitch, motherfuck her dear old dad So what we really tryin' to say is Body Count loves everybody We love Mexican girls, black girls, Oriental girls It really don't matter, if you from Mars, and you got a pussy We will fuck you! You know, that's all we're sayin', word So, every year, when Body Count comes around We throw an orgy in every little southern town KKKs, skinheads, and Nazis Girls break their necks to get to the party It ain't like their men can't nut Their dick's too little and they just can't fuck So we get buck wild with the white freaks We show them how to really work the white sheets I know her daddy will really be after me When his grandson's named Little Ice-T (I- I- I), love my KKK bitch, I love it when she fuck me though (I- I- I), love my KKK bitch, I love it when she suck me though (I- I- I), love my KKK bitch, she loves it when I treat her bad (I- I- I), love my KKK bitch Motherfuck her dear old dad!
Writer(s): Tracy Lauren Marrow, Ernie Cunnigan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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