Paul Wall - RIP Parking Lot lyrics

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Paul Wall - RIP Parking Lot lyrics

You know what I’m saying? We just on some H town, Texas s**t, that’s all So, our City Daddy Houston. (Slim Thug – Rip Parking lot) I’m in the Cadillac, with my bling on Pinky ring on, my whole team on And we on this throne, I’m talking King Kong Spit game, so cold, I need a mink on Ha, rest in peace to the parking lot It’s a quarter mil, sitting in my parking spot, hey Grew up on that cash money so I stunt a lot This my Sunday car, this ain’t the only one I got Say lil’ momma come roll with a real n***a Roll a fatty while you roll with a real n***a Hit it all night, next day you still with her. we good If you could roll a good J, I can chill with ya’ Thugga. Rest in peace to the parking lot It’s a quarter mil, sitting in my parking spot Grew up on that cash money so I stunt a lot This my Sunday car, this ain’t the only one I got Rest in peace to the parking lot It’s the cleanest slab sitting in my parking spot Grew up on that S.U.C so I swang a lot This my Sunday car, this ain’t the only slab I got, moment of silence. Rest in Peace to the parking lot Take some wire wheels partner, I don’t ride, stop Ba** not banging, screw top, 2Pac If you think I’m thinking ’bout you, I think not Fresh feet, fresh kicks and a phat knot Panoramic roof open to air out the pot Wood grain, matching Rollie no tip top Full of rocks and you can bet that I keep the Glock With one co*k So keep my name out your jacking plot When you riding clean all the boppers bound to flop And when you kiling boys, guaranteed to hate us not If you looking for me I’ll be dripping candy with the Trump pop Rest in Peace. Rip parking lot It’s a quarter mil, sitting in my parking spot Grew up on that cash money so I stunt a lot This my Sunday car, this ain’t the only one I got Rest in peace to the parking lot It’s a candy slab sitting in my parking spot Grew up on that S.U.C so I swang a lot This my Friday car, this ain’t the only one I got. Know what I’m talkin’ ’bout? One time for them slab riders (slab riders) Moving through the motherf**in’ city looking good Keep swanginnn’.