Lyric Preschool Prostitute

I saw a friend just the other day
he didn t have too much to say
He looked crazy, he looked ashamed
He couldn t talk because his tongue was inflamed
And then he tried to run away
From some chick that was coming this way
I think I thought I knew who she was
A little junkie whore that s a big ugly scuz
I didn t have to go to far
Flashed 20 bucks and then she got in the car
Tried to talk to her but she called me a fool
I tried to give her money and put her family through school
Cause she s a real tough mama when she wear s women s clothes
Everybody knows she she s got a bone through her nose
She s really hot, he s hawking snot
But when she gets home Daddies all over her twat
Pre sckool prostitute
All the drugs that you can shoot
Pre School prostitute
Slave to the brute
I finally gave up, let her do what she please
Wouldn t have sex with her cause I got a disease
But she told a sad story bout a family in woe
She was getting fingered by her Daddies big toe
He was the first. It was the worst
She came in a limo and she left in a hearse
She became five. She s still alive
Better call the bug man cause your twat is a hive
Preschool Prostitute
All the drugs that you can shoot
Preschool Prostitute
Tried to talk to her but she called me a fool
I tried to give her money and put her family through school
She s a real tough mama and she wear s women s clothes
Everybody knows she she s got a bone through her nose
You re barely out of diapers and you re wearing a wig
You might be a baby but you smell like a pig
She got to five she s still alive
better call the bugman cause your twat is a hive.
A naughty nanny
Your grumpy Granny
A rusty tire iron hanging out her fanny
Oh, you little English schoolgirl you
Vengeance is mine
Preschool Prostitute