Lyrics:
through your act
You're a preppy, a preppy
By any other name, you'd still be the same
Topsiders, alligators, Calvin Klein jeans
Argyle socks, you look
through your act
You're a preppy, a preppy
By any other name, you'd still be the same
Topsiders, alligators, Calvin Klein jeans
Argyle socks, you look
You're the preppy girl nobody likes you you look like a pile of poo When you pull your Stanley out your pocket, it spills on the floor like a rocket
Don't wanna be an ordinary girl
Don't wanna be a preppy girl
Don't have to be
the smartest one
I wanna be the only one
Don't wanna be an ordinary
the mall container store
Pennies for his loafers
Food enough for a year or more
He's going underground
He's going underground
Doomsday preppy's
call me Stormy
Now that nigga hella saucy
I'm 5'6", I'm hella sexy
Yeah, you bitches heard of Lexi
Hate talkin', yeah, I'm preppy
Yeah, my shit been
stumbling, nervous fumbling
Scared to death, screaming for help
So damn shook you almost shot yourself
Little radio thug with your preppy smile
Got
understand
Come on now, preppy boy
If you got an opening, then I am unemployed
So sick and tired of waiting in line
Call me up if you're down, and you've
for me
We stayed up past three
So many kinds of girls out there
So many broken hearts to wear
I want a preppy chick
I want a punky chick
The world is
everything, everything, everything
Would be different
High school halls
Yearbook pictures, trophy walls
Punks, jocks, and preppy kids
Know-it-alls
Prom kings
Lining up all these preppy necks
On the curb
Nagasaki to a cute home in the 'burbs
Cash gotta burn
'Bout the only thing you learn
Grab 'em by the neck
slow you lose it (Talk)
She see me out im booted (Im booted)
Im preppy like a student (Like a student)
Yo thottie trippin zooted (Zooted)
She need
deh man fi seat it
White boy preppy leading district
Dough start feelling likkle small
Level up Charlie dont stall
Link up plug but feds dem crawl
Haffi
preppies man they full of hate
You have a name to protect
Time to make this shit correct
You are not fake they all a snake
You bout to make them do a double
yeah I mean business
Stacking these bills to the ceiling
And I got henchmen yeah they some gremlins for real
(Gremlins)
Gangsta or preppy drip I can do
preppy at all
With Vegas spirit, empowered woman, this game will not end as a drawn
You know by now; I am high and dancing
She told me: Hey, show what
with his tiger mess
I'm just a slave in a preppy dress
Animals forever escaping into your eyes
Wear clean white shirt, one stone, one piece of pie
Night
shit
Outcasts only path
Wanted to be myself so bad
Outcasts only path
I only know how to attack
Stupid white girl, preppy name
Steroids empty, fuel
a fuss look out bitch cos i'll pack your
town and ill punch your ass like a rodeo clown polka
- waltz! now the preppies in the pit they think they
are king
and the preppies
They're in their discos and honky-tonks
Somewhere between raising hell and Amazing Grace
Lord, I know just how they feel
You gotta get out
and the preppies
They're in their discos and honky-tonks
Somewhere between raising hell and Amazing Grace
Lord, I know just how they feel
You gotta get out
and the preppies
And the rednecks and the yuppies have long hair
But I was always going places
In my head and seeing things that blew my mind
Now the only
go to boarding schools
Preppy girls never looked at me
Why should they, I ain't nobody
Got nothing in my pocket
Beverly Hills, that's where I
(Yo, yo)
If I was white
It'd be a different world for me
If I was white (hmm?) What shade would I be?
Would I be redneck or skinhead, preppy
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