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david shawty & yungster jack – plushie backpack lyrics

[chorus: yungster jack]
(go)
plushie backpack with the meds
f-ck-boy talm’ bout legs
in a dark room stuck in my head
can’t stop itching my neck
the demons tuck me into bed
and that’s all she wrote, that’s all she said
plushie backpack with the meds
f-ck-boy talm’ bout legs
in a dark room stuck in my head
can’t stop itching my neck
the demons tuck me into bed
and that’s all she wrote, that’s all she said

[verse 1: david shawty]
plushie backpack with the [?]
she was the sun, dress, brush my t–th
big time rush, i think you a geek
hang with the boys, i hang with the geeks
[?], help me
someone need a b-tch that sucked my d, oh
let me tell the option, i can’t feed ’em
f-ck it like a [?] off these trams
i can’t take you back, nah, nah, nah
break your f-cking back, uh, uh, uh
need taxes ’cause my heart is f-cking capped, uh, uh, uh
break her f-cking gl-sses, oh, no, no
meet me in the bathroom and we’ll hop into the pickup and we’ll ride into the backwoods and..

[verse 2: yungster jack]
plushie bag dope on the zipper
key-chain’s on my zipper
and your b-tch is not a good kisser
but maybe ’cause my mouth smells like swisher’s
get out the way, get out the frame
’cause you can’t be in the picture
b-tch, i’m with david in transylvania
now we’re eating some chopped liver

- david shawty yungster jack lyrics

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