Lyrics:
boys have had enough
Join the army, get yourself a decent job"
Indecent exposure in a parking lot
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys
Tora, Tora,
the club, in the parking lot
I don't care anywhere you could pick the spot, whatever
I'mma put you down yeah (P-Y-D, P-Y-D, P-Y-D)
All way down yeah
up, Drop the top
I'm holdin' mayne in their parking lot
I love the feeling of 84's
Coming down, slamming doors
I break'em off, I'm from the South
cause I was taught that
Back when Dog Food dropped in the
Compton swap meet parking lot
Daddy rehab three
So going to my pops we was popping now
The trunk
All you see is pearls, silent colors
Two tones
On your life, nigga, nothing but tombstones
Some many Phantoms
The parking lot look like a graveyard
It's
and I waited by his car
It wasn't very long until I saw
Him walking to the parking lot
Then I stepped out beside him and I said
Would you look here see
sue me
If not sit back and watch me do me
Parking lot pimpin', sideline ballers
We don't sweat up the fresh
Let the girls do it for us
The watch talk
To get my numbers off
Spin the parking lot and fuck the
Finest thing I come across
Phone full of missed calls
Keep some bitches on my line
Conscious with
that parking lot
It's like a gun range
Ain't never play no colors
I make the gun bang
Ye ain't never shot no pistols
You let your boys do it
All you do
know and you gon'
Tell him when to go"
I'm paid like a parking meter
Big homie in Senerita
He told me, he find it good
When you prolly should keep her
the parking lot whylin
(That's a good look for me!) Flowmaster pipes
Look at the stripes on the hood, look at the wood on my dash
Look how I punch on the gas,
of arguin' at the party
Who started it? Hit the gas
You talkative, 'bout to crash
Who parking it? Gettin' mad
Is you barking at me for sayin' you
Weed smoke, windows up, sitting in the parking lot
You bring your friend along but we all know she talks a lot
Neighbors at the balcony, I'm
Bet you didn't think this was part of the plan
An empty parking lot at two am
Leaning on my bumper, not a single soul in sight
Yeah
The one
You were talkin' trash, we were tossin' bags
When I caught your name at a corn hole game
September Saturday in Rocky Top
On top of G10 parking lot
me again
Everywhere I go
Everywhere I've been
Following me again
I feel the toxins fill my blood stream as I'm walking through the parking lot
in parking lots
First time she feel at home, second time did it wrong
Third time's a charm, now she ready for it all
I place my bets high, no time for
your right
And your crew hat's off
Smirnoff whackin shots, vacant lot parking lots
Sour with the scritorillo, nigga I don't care to be
Seat nigga
of Sam and
The bass continues to thump
Some brothers hit the parking lot to go pop trunks
Hoes are slapped, jewels are snatched
Brothers are caught in
outside?
I got a man comin' over tonight"
The seventh one, in seven days
So I go down to the parking lot
And here 'round all my friends
And roam
Parking' cars, sleazy bars
Workin' on my next hot meal
Sudden chance, career romance
Changin' all the things that I'd feel
Wondering' as I'm
heavy like Bo stockin' coat
Watch ya coat from Fo sparkin', they leave the parking
Niggaz unforgetable can be forgotten
Doc and Meth ? the top ten!
the show ends
Party with my rowdy friends
Hell of a weekend I ain't ready to go
Crack another top beneath the parking lot lights
It's beer time
Boys
Weeks turn into years. How quick they pass
And all the stars that never were
Are parking cars and pumping gas
Do you know the way to San Jose?
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