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Prison Bitch lyrics
No meat on Friday, so what’s the dish?
Tyrone is Muslim, tonight is fresh fish
The turnkey’s about to throw the switch
Your first night here as a prison bitch
Hold that back pocket and follow me
There’s no standing up
You sit down when you pee
Bubba’s arms around you
You won’t get beat up
He’s going to eat his lunch
And your fruit cup
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