You really are a pig, you waddle all the way
Fifi needs to pull you around, you can’t walk anymore
With your filthy fur coat, your greasy make-up
Your gossiping at some old fucking ladies club
(FFFFFF Filthy Fucking Funguscunt)
You feel so powerful, you watch down on everything
But your shit is brown too, and it’s time after time
You don’t drive a Fiat Panda, because that is to less for you
You are a big pig, that’s how I feel
Stop with all the powder, it’s useless
A slut is a slut, with or without money
Now don’t think that I mean everything
But I wanna shoot you in your wooden leg
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