Bad Catholic Schoolgirls: The Punch in the Stomach Fairy

AG = Awesome Gorgeous' lyrics
ST = Special T's lyrics

ST:
listen to bob barker, have your slut spayed or neutered
you need a lesson in sex? baby i'll be your tutor
but you have to understand i will never be called daddy
i'd rather have a nice cold beer, roll a fuckin fatty
AG:
i'm into casual fuckin', fuckin' that's fun
don't ask me what i'm thinking just suck me and we're done
sex is part of my diet ...
ST:
like milk and dairy
but i wont stand for kids i'm the punch in the stomach fairy

AG:
hand me a preggo i'll unclog 'er with my auger
captain abortion and i'm full of fuckin lager
when it comes to rippin babies out the uterus
i find a drain-snake is pretty fucken useful shit
ST:
penny royal tea?
AG:
that's my favorite drink
i don't need your vaginal discharge, your cunt already stinks
captain abortion is a fuckin solo act
but the punch in the stomach fairy's got my back
why waste nine months we could use to screw
ST:
if you want babies .. special t dont want you

ST:
why does god hate me so, set me up with a dirty hoe
but i ain't gonna touch her, cuz i don't got a rubber
AG:
fuck a rubber i don't need none of these fancy tricks
i got one method of protection : pull out my dick
i say why not get risky, when baby's getting frisky
ST:
i'm the punch in the stomach fairy, dont you fuckin diss me
AG:
just sayin, you don't want another five pounds of issue
ST:
i'm not that desperate i'll just use a fuckin tissue
on the other hand, if i knock her up, that wouldnt really scare me
solve the problem with violence, i'm the punch in the stomach fairy

AG:
was the punch in the stomach fairy late this year?
ST:
yeah yeah we fuckin heard that already, get me a beer
i dont need no coathangers, draino, boots etcetera
my motherfuckin fists are my only damn weapons, ya
think i'm talkin shit but you know that i'm the best
i don't give a fuck wether or not you're impressed
AG:
punch out the babies and pull back the crest
before you miscarry let me drink from your breasts

ST:
well i was late one time, (uh huh?) slept through my clock
the night before i had my sister bouncin up on my cock
see she tired me out, but not anymore
she got one in the oven, i better discepline the whore
bitch i don't love you, where'd you get that idea?
get the fuck out my house, and don't forget your chlamydia
AG:
i don't got nothin for ya bitch but a plunger, get lost
your lucky you got a sweet ass, or you would've been tossed
on the floor, or if you're lucky just out the door
ST:
baby come and see me if you want some more
AG:
punch in the stomach fairy leavin' you sore
ST:
got preggos lined up at my door like bums at a liquor store
AG:
killin fuckin babies is what we like to do
dippin my noodle in some preggo ragu
ST:
i got the fuckin special sauce
but if you think its goin in your uterus - get tossed