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I saw a friend just the day He didn't too much to say He crazy, he looked insane He couldn't talk his tongue was in flames
And he tried to run away From some chick was coming this way I think I thought I who she was Just a junkie whore that's a big ugly scuz
I have to go too far twenty bucks and she got in the car Tried to to her but she called me a fool I tried to her money, put her family through school
she's a real tough mama when she wear's women's clothes Everybody she she's got a bone through her nose She's hot, [Incomprehensible] But when she gets home, he's all over her twat
Pre-skool All the drugs that you can Oh, pre-skool Oh, to the brute
I finally up, let her do what she please Wouldn't have sex with her 'cause I got a But she told a sad story a family in woe She was getting fingered by her big toe
He was the first, it was the She in a Limo and she left in a hearse She got to five, she's alive Better call the bug man your twat is a hive
Oh, pre-skool And oh, all the that you can shoot Oh, Pre-skool, pre-skool,
Tried to to her but she called me a fool I to give her money, put her family through school She's a real tough mama when she wear's clothes Everybody knows she's got a bone through her
You're barely out of and you're wearing a wig You might be a baby but you smell a pig You became five, you're still Call the bugman 'cause your is a hive
Your nanny Your granny A rusty tire iron hanging out your Oh, you little schoolgirl, you
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