The D.U.I. Song(s) - Starlito, Ofishal

Oh man, give me your keys.

You drive my car, I mean take my keys.

Don’t text and drive, don’t drink and drive, don’t tweet and drive

Last time I can’t remember all the party and bullshit, we was too throwed,

yeah we drove off the road.

Thought that we were supposed to die when we were

old.

I’m just trying to live right now, I hope I die when I’m old.

But girl I swear I died when I saw you.

I tried to text you or call you,

and the next thing you know, yeah I drove off the road.

Under the influence,

I’m out of control.

Girl, you’re driving me so crazy

Okay Darryl saw Carrol at a party, but was scared to speak.

Few cups of liquid

courage later he like, «Dawg, I think she’s staring at me.»

But Darryl seen a

pair of Carrols, his vision impaired.

Apparently she walked over like, «Where is the weed, you ready to go?»

Wherever she leads they gone.

On the highway to hell, no.

Who cares if you speak, we just young we don’t

give a fuck bout nothing.

So they careless, not wearing a seat belt.

Fasten up, time out like Zack in uh, Saved By The Bell.

Say fuck fashion,

I’m trying to cash in off this passion

What the hell, well, back to the story.

I’m lifted, I’m drifted, so was D,

mostly from most of the drow.

His was like Tokyo, driving fast and he curious.

If he crashes dad will be furious.

See Darryl was rather well off so the ride

was rather luxurious, but money can’t buy you second chances.

Carrol’s

character was giving suggestive glances.

Sexual advances, next thing you know

they at second base.

Ahead of schedule, never planned this.

Let’s just say the

next scene was a little less than romantic

Last time I can’t remember all the party and bullshit, we was too throwed,

yeah we drove off the road.

Thought that we were supposed to die when we were

old.

I’m just trying to live right now, just tryin to live right now,

just tryin to live right now

Ehh, I’m on the way, I’m in the car now

How you know when enough is enough?

No such thing as too much, that’s what’s up

and what you living for.

I got a life but I don’t get it.

So easy to lose what

you got trying to get it, I’m no longer with it.

The last track was a metaphor

for a crash course.

These hoes will have you unfocused and I know it.

I’m poured, driving like I stole it.

On my way, but the story never get told

if a telephone pole is on the line like, why the hell you ain’t home yet.

Gotta finish the out, say I’m real but I’m lonely.

Now I’m swerving trying to

hurry up, I’m horny.

Syrup and a bar, straight purple no sony.

Hatin on the low

cause see my worst I don’t show it.

I fucks with ya, know the words to my old

shit.

Ain’t nothing changed but the calendar pages and my girl temperament.

She be having hard days when she don’t want to be bothered.

Sometimes I rather

not say shit.

Either that or I’m snapping.

What happened to my patience?

But you be having conversations bout you having my baby.

I’m a man first,

rap’s just my occupation

I’m a man first, rap’s just my occupation.

But it’s keeping me out of jail so

how could I not be thankful

Starlito, Fried Turkey