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Yung Gurlz (feat. Meesh)
Track 14 from "Maiden" by The You Essay

Meesh:
Been smokin'... thinkin' about...

Chorus:
Yung Gurlz! Just a piece of perfection. A young moment frozen in time, a young mind.
Yung Gurlz! Persecuted in my culture cause it goes against their mores, but I care no more what they say.
Yung Gurlz! I want to feel you when you're beautiful, love you when you're beautiful, you'll always be so beautiful to me...

Grammar:
Approximately, the power of you be equal to a hundred million SUV's.
As I soothe the tensions that build up in your young life.
Yet and still far away from young thoughts of a young wife.
Your lungs like to breathe harder when I'm near you.
I've checked the state statistics, so there's no need to fear you, nor you to fear me.
I feel it's my duty to make you feel good from your hair to your booty to your toes.
Did I say good? I meant grrrrreat!
So sit back, relax. We'll have some fun and just date and just max.
And tell your friends about the wax. You can brag about me by just relating the facts and then ask if alla one of them wanna be coming. Just kidding. I made my choice, and you're the pudding.
Your friends I won't be touching till some time has passed. Hey, come on! Stop hitting! Is it a crime to ask?
I feel my tasks in life are much sweeter when there's a fine honey waiting for me to greet her at the end of the day. And we say, "Hey," and hit the hay. And, plus, she has a curfew, so she cannot stay, so this is perfect.
We both get practice how to work it; and you know I'm thinking bout that shit next day at work, kid.

Chorus

Meesh:
...but that's exactly how I imagined that it would be. Oh, glory be to God up in the Heavens.
Why did I do what I did to deserve such a bounty in this county, where there was such a dearth of yung gurlz on the Earth, and now they've come back a-plenty?
From the top of the mountain I'm yellin', I'm yawpin', I'm sculptin' a monument to the yung gurl.
Nubile, she has her own world in my universe of brain matter.
Oh, my God! A ratta-tatter comes from the cage. She must be hungry! I don't have any more munchies!
I ate 'em all up last evening... Goddamit, what must she be believing?
Another day, ain't feeding! Oh, no, is that bleeding?
Goddamit, I didn't stock up on the... rags and the... rubber-bands and the... essentials of raising a family!
Oh, woe is me! I curse the Lord up above for putting me in this... preposterous situation! Fucking mother-fuck!! Now I gotta gotta go out to the 7-11... I gotta go deal with that fuckin' towel-head Habibie... who always asks me if I'm from fucking Pakistan, even though he knows goddamn fucking well that I'm Hungarian!!
Fuckin' tell that motherfucker, "I seen you got a fucking yung gurl coming around here sometime...
I seen that she be ______, or ______ fuckin' years old, walkin' real purty 'round in them fuckin' Adidas!
I seen that shit! And I just want you to know, when I pick my shit up. I just want you to know that shit..."

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