Email

Chorus: Yurms
Yeah, you wanna break it up
I told her to take it off
Yeah, tell me you love me
Uh-uh, she aint sayin much
Yeah, really a youngster, really a kid
But we aint playin much
Yeah, gettin my chains and gettin my money
No, we aint changin up
Yeah, now we going up and she say its exciting
Yeah, rockin the beaver, I bet PETA doesnt like me
Yeah, hit it like lightning, its a trick of the lighting
Tell me you love me, its not somethin you gotta hide it
Im a coach like Fizdale, Ill cover your wrist, girl
I got this shit new, yeah, you got it from resale
I been countin blues, yeah, it came through the email
I been hittin you, yeah, you aint ever read them
Verse 1: David Shawty
(David)
Treat me how she wanted, hit the city, arms out
In the back of the car, she want me to play with her kitty
Like Percocet, she made me warm and itchy
Pop out at the arcade, Im here but Im far away
Were on the highway, stay facin the rear view
The pack on my lap like a lap dance
I got a feeling its my last chance
And she didnt even give a ****, but, shit, I never ****ed up
Energy metre running low , snort the Adderall off the truck
Bridge: David Shawty
[?] coming in the email
Pack feels just like diesel
Feelin sick but I mean well
[?] tree fell
[?] coming in the email
Pack feels just like diesel
Feelin sick but I mean well
[?] tree fell
(David)
Chorus: Yurms
Yeah, you wanna break it up
I told her to take it off
Yeah, tell me you love me
Uh-uh , she aint sayin much
Yeah, really a youngster, really a kid
But we aint playin much
Yeah, gettin my chains and gettin my money
No, we aint changin up
Yeah , now we going up and she say its exciting
Yeah, rockin the beaver, I bet PETA doesnt like me
Yeah, hit it like lightning, its a trick of the lighting
Tell me you love me, its not somethin you gotta hide it
Im a coach like Fizdale, Ill cover your wrist, girl
I got this shit new, yeah, you got it from resale
I been countin blues, yeah, it came through the email
I been hittin you, yeah, you aint ever read them
Verse 2: Yungster Jack
Uh (Jack)
Look at the stars tonight, that one is hard to find
Wait, thats a satellite
Ah, I know youre already mine
You know Im already yours cause you bring me so much love
I feel like a battery, off methamphetamines
Milligram measuring, you dont have to lecture me
Ima go get a pedicure (Pretty, pretty)
Comes from my pedigree
And all my bros, they better me but I miss her next to me
Bridge: Yungster Jack
Looking towards the future and its beautiful
And I dont have to worry what youre using for
It reminds me of something from a musical
So lets turn it up like High School Musical
Chorus: Yurms
Yeah, you wanna break it up
I told her to take it off
Yeah, tell me you love me
Uh-uh, she aint sayin much
Yeah, really a youngster, really a kid
But we aint playin much
Yeah, gettin my chains and gettin my money
No, we aint changin up
Yeah, now we going up and she say its exciting
Yeah, rockin the beaver, I bet PETA doesnt like me
Yeah, hit it like lightning, its a trick of the lighting
Tell me you love me, its not somethin you gotta hide it
Im a coach like Fizdale, Ill cover your wrist , girl
I got this shit new, yeah, you got it from resale
I been countin blues, yeah, it came through the email
I been hittin you, yeah, you aint ever read them