Big Bad Wolf Insane Clown Posse

[Verse 1: Violent J]
I’m deep off in these woods, and I’m hungry as hell
I see a stacked little biddy comin’ down the trail
She had a red mini skirt and a bitch-had ass
Like two beach balls stuffed down the back of her pants
She got a basket of cheeseburgers, too. I can smell them
She said, “Stay away, evil wolf, or I’m tellin’”
I’m like “Why you gotta act like a fuck-ass bitch?
You could throw a woof some of them fries, right quick”
But the bitch broke. I sprinted quick as hell down a back trail
I know the ho be as slow as a snail
I got to Grandma’s first and ate the bitch right there
Put her robe on and wig and waited in her chair
In walks Little Red. She said, “Something’s wrong
Grandma, why is your face hairy and long?”
I snarled my teeth and showed Grandma’s blood
And said, “Bitch, top me off, unless you want some”

[Chorus]
Run, bitch!
Before you get your ass cheeks ripped off! Ha ha!
Who’s afraid of the big bad woof?
The big bad woof? The big bad woof?
Who’s afraid of the big bad woof?
He’ll rip your fuckin’ throat out