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I'm on
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Are you on
Prep
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I take my
Prep
Prep
deliver Poor Me?
Paul and Silas bound in jail ALL NIGHT LONG (3x)
Who shall deliver Poor Me? (2x)
Prep School Hippie
Prep school hippie
Or hip school
Oh na na
Lecuk Legendz on this one
Yeah
After Prep I wanna see you baby girl
Girl there’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you
After prep I wanna
deliver Poor Me?
Paul and Silas bound in jail ALL NIGHT LONG (3x)
Who shall deliver Poor Me? (2x)
Prep School Hippie
Prep school hippie
Or hip school
It's just somethin' people say, they don't really feel that way
Prep-school gangsters make the call, as the summer turns to fall
I was tired but
an illusion
Is it all an illusion?
Prep the surface
Bound my limbs
Place the chair beneath the rail
On the outside, just skin and bones
Show me what's
back in the day (come on)
British Knights and gold chains (come on)
Do the prep and cabbage patch (come on)
And wear your laces all fat
Back in
the Pretty Prep O' Sition
Above, below, on, beside
Nouns follow Polly far and wide
Over and under, in front of, behind
Nouns follow Polly the Prep O'
didn't teach you that in prep school
So it's up to me
But no amount of vintage dresses gives you dignity
(Think about what you did)
She's not a saint
They found me in the garbage
They brought me home with them
They washed away the stains
They washed away the blood
Prep the needle and thread
Bring
teach you that in prep school
So it's up to me
But no amount of vintage dresses gives you dignity
(Think about what you did)
She's not a saint
to name
What was otherwise going to be
A night of lights and
Music inspired by an era of clubbing that I
Loved PrEP+ because while designing the
Club which
teach you that in prep school
So it's up to me
But no amount of vintage dresses gives you dignity
(Think about what you did)
She's not a saint
them up
Then you could memorize
Prehistoric bones
All of those old memories
You can push them out
And prep yourself
For brand new information
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Om du er på PrEP eller har nullverdier
Jeg vil kjenne spruten din inni meg
Ingen gummi på, ingen ting som hindrer deg
Oh baby, I like it raw
Med en
triumph
Mastery is an endless flight plan
But it's time to build your rocket
Welcome to Glory Sound Prep
more, a little more
I know I could learn if you showed me how
I'd put on the apron, start right now
I'd measure the spices, do all the prep
Just
need to be like them
Kids will have fun and offend
They don't want to and don't fit in
Hate the jocks, the preps, the hippie fuckin' scumbags
Heavy
Everything dies screaming as I
Soar through the sky!
Fly like a cannon ball!
Prep for the еnd and we fire the cannon!
Prеp for the end and we fire the cannon!
Woke up early
On the tenth anniversary
GOOD MORNING
Fit in clips of it
Between food prep shorts
Weather reports
Check the day's commute
Those titties look immaculate baby
You shoulda never let me see that lil waterfall
You say you got that rose water baby
I like it how you prep it up
Try and cop a hemi like my bro did
I reap everything I sowed in
It seem effortless with no stitch
It's we steppas bitch, ya notice
Cream preps in
Vers 1:
E vil bare være en feit Freddie Murcury på PrEP
Rockestsjerne som alt bouncer av som crep
Homoikon, crowdpleaser, dronninga som fanger folka
zone
And she wanna
Give me dome
Girl just be my
Left right
Left right
Left right
I just tell her
Step right
Step right
Step right
Baby she gone prep
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