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Parking Lot Pimpin'

Jay-Z

The Dynasty Roc la Familia [Clean]

2000

'Specially when you're sittin' on 20's they get nauseous
Standin' in the Azure with white Air Forces

You can catch me in the parkin' lot
Hollerin'

Parking Lot Pimpin'

Jay-Z

Dynasty Roc la Familia 2000 [Bonus DVD]

2000

New Yorkers
'Specially when you're sittin on 20's they get nauseous
Standin in the Azure with white air forces

[Chorus]
You can catch me in

on the blacktop
But she'll beat you to the matchbox
Got a blunt in the sky with the clouds in her eyes
Yeah I know what I want
Drop it baby yeah drop it down low

are migratory?
ARTHUR:  Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1:  What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR:  It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD

know what it means
    
She lights a cigarette and waits
Loves the lover that she hates
Burns her bridges one by one
Nobody listens when she cries
So she

Parking Lot Pimpin'

Unlinked Artist

A Tribute to Jay-Z [Tribute Sounds]

2004

'Specially when you're sittin' on 20's they get nauseous
Standin' in the Azure with white Air Forces

You can catch me in the parkin' lot
Hollerin'

South facin, red brick, number twenty
The road full o' cars, nearly always empty
Days o' bein daft an' silly
Readin' the Broons, an' Dennis an 'Oor

Clearport jet shit, big dog status, yeah
Twenty rings, twenty chains, big dog status, yeah (it's Philthy, nigga)
Big dog status, yeah, big dog status, yeah

- bitch
You gonna burn, burn, burn this witch (Ooh, yeah!)
Oo-oooh! Afraid to get germs
Oo-ooh! Gey back! You're too close
Oo-ooh! Take the ox by

autopilot

Written by: Clover Nella
Track 6/8 - BURN (Clean Version)
(Beat Prod. By Mantra)

switchin' out hoes and thots (switch out the thots)
I Richie'd the watch (Richie)
I made me an M on the spot (M on the spot)
I took twenty-five hoes in

Killing these niggas, wrist might get time in the feds
I'm stunting, Evel Knievel, dirty Sprite by the liter
Let that top down on my Beamer til' I'm tired

get time in the feds
I'm stunting, Evel Knievel, dirty Sprite by the liter
Let that top down on my Bimmer til' I'm tired of balling like Tila

I want to burn with the fire I started
I want to burn with the fire I started
There's no light at the end of the tunnel so I strike the first match
I

Parenthood
The air is sterile and clean, and
The walls are that not grey, but green
And the lights are so bright they could burn
A whole through the seam of my

My candle burn slow
Said
My candle burn slow
Said 
My candle burn slow 
Up in this dim room
(UH)

My candle burn slow
Said
My candle burn slow
Said

lead by the leopard
I been lead by the devil
Sold my soul just to get up on the level
Lost my mind and the dust never settle
Stung by the rose, and I'm

a lu-lu-lullaby-by

Got twenty-one grams in my pocket
Got twenty-one grams and I love it
Got a body in the boot of my beat-up coupe
And it's alright
Got twenty

Wake up Call

Relient K

Relient K

2000

this world with a grain of salt
Jesus gave me a wake up call

"It's 3 a.m." she said, "Who are you, Matchbox 20?"
She said, "Are you getting rest?"

flow deadly, 20 carats
Flash the prezzy, welcome you to
Brooklyn, but beware in the jungle, long hair, don't care
Got a chick I call repunsal

Take

Rollin' on 20's

Lil' Flip

2 Fast 2 Furious

2003

And after that I burn rubber when I jump in my Vette'
Yet his hoes raise up but it ain't come out yet, I'm speed racin'

On 20's (on 20's)
Wheel's

my thoughts and
Clipped off pieces of my skin
Burn mark twister-headed fool
Fell asleep at night and drooled
Zero-minded matchbox boy
Train track built

thought the insanity sauce was mild mannered
This capsaicin in raps faces I burn a mic
How the hell I'm overwhelmed and underwhelmed by life
Cuz nothing

I'm in my twenties with this flame that's a matchbox
And It's the same if you ask Rak
Cuz where I'm at I got the frame by a glass box
These doobies