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Hi, I'm Baldi, nice to meet ya Fuck me in the ass and call me Patricia Book's your game? Just shout my name When you let me use my whip So that's one book right, but you're all wrong You haven't even let me use my thong While I sing you this song, it goes, "Ding-dong" Like the door I open on you Here's a tip, abandon ship Or you're gonna see me campfire willy Oh, oh, oh, hi there (Welcome to my hooker palace) Oh, oh, oh, hi there (Please don't leave, I have no friends) Oh, oh, oh, hi there (Let's go camping, let me touch ya) Oh, oh, oh, hi there (Haha, I tied you up) Every boy and girl, come dance around Let's get an orgy started Get the Bully's fists and the skipping rope We'll fill your asshole with it Gonna make it rain Coca-Cola Gonna send you right back to detention Pay attention to my dick's ascension Sixteen bits of dodgy tension You cry, I just hit harder You're wrong, I'll speed up faster I rigged this for my pleasure In this classroom, I'm the master Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh I'm gonna make you scared of me Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh You're my ecstasy Bitch, runnin' through the halls, slow down Shoutin' noises that sound like, "Fuck you, Baldi" (the rest of the song is on the site named Genius, or search up You're Mine song to know the rest)

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