Luyện nghe bài hát Preschool Prostitute

Pre-skool
Pre-skool
prostitute
Pre-skool
Pre-skool

I saw a friend the other day
He didn't have too to say
He looked crazy, he insane
He couldn't talk because his tongue was in

And then he tried to run
From some chick that was this way
I I thought I knew who she was
Just a little whore that's a big ugly scuz

I have to go too far
twenty bucks and she got in the car
Tried to talk to her but she called me a
I to give her money, put her family through school

'Cause she's a real mama when she wear's women's clothes
Everybody knows she she's got a bone through her
She's hot, [Incomprehensible]
But when she gets home, daddy's all over her twat

Pre-skool
All the that you can shoot
Oh, prostitute
Oh, to the brute

I finally up, let her do what she please
Wouldn't sex with her 'cause I got a disease
But she a sad story 'bout a family in woe
She was getting fingered by her big toe

He was the first, it was the
She came in a Limo and she in a hearse
She got to five, she's still
Better the bug man 'cause your twat is a hive

Oh, pre-skool
And oh, all the drugs that you can
Oh,
Pre-skool, pre-skool,

Tried to talk to her but she me a fool
I tried to give her money, put her through school
She's a real tough mama when she wear's clothes
Everybody she's got a bone through her nose

barely out of diapers 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 your twat is a hive

Your nanny
Your granny
A tire iron hanging out your fanny
Oh, you little schoolgirl, you

Vengeance is
Pre-skool
Vengeance is
Pre-skool

Vengeance is
Pre-skool
Vengeance is

is mine
Vengeance is
prostitute
Vengeance is
is mine