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*VIVA VOCE.
07.15.03 @ 10:30 am all you need is some patience and a little practice and you'll soon be disco dancing with the best i had the 40z on my mind mind when i woke up this morning i was sick of fancy drinks from the bitches that were moaning wanted to get trashed lay down and drink my stash gunna make a quick dash and bat my fuckin eye lash hit the big nasty bottle of the shit i drink you may call me a ghetto prick but i won't even bleed dont even try to contain the 40z that i drain i leave a malt liquor stain like a fuckin freight train then i go to the highschool i go to the highschool to find me a bitch a young virgin switch i go to the highschool i go to the highschool i find a young gun a dretch if they come i go to the highschool go to the highschool make him kiss my gash then i fuck his tight ass i go to the highschool i go to the highschool if you make your momma cry i'll give you some o' my St. Ides sippin' on some 40z like i learned in third grade if you learn to drink with me then i wont ever trade the taste of sweet malted sex on my pussy lovin' tounge the first time that i drink it it snowed and then some little bells rung and then i knew that i loved you i knew that i loved you put no money above you rather sip you then get screwed i knew you were somethin had my little bran muffin said to my man last night "it was you that i was humpin'" i go to the highschool i go to the highschool i find me a bitch a young virgin switch i go to the highschool i go to the highschool i find a young gun a dretch if it come i go to the highschool i go to the highschool make him kiss my gash then i fuck his tight ass i go to the highschool i go to the highschool if you make your momma cry i'll give you some o' my St. Ides 40z 40z sippin' 40z sippin' 40z --
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