Curren$y - Parking Lot Pimps (ft. Young Roddy) [Lyrics/Paroles]

Curren$y - Parking Lot Pimps (ft. Young Roddy)

Parking Lot Pimps Lyrics / Paroles

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Sunday night ridin’, got my bitch drivin’
I’m passengers side, and something look like it’s flying
Audio dope, on the stove like the frying pan
Haters they be eyeing ‘em
We don’t pay no mind to them
Designers send me looks
You gonna have to stand in line for this
You off in the club, ballin out while I’m outside of it
3 wheel motion, sunroof open, with my parter’n them
When your girl saw me slide, she died to get in
And live that Jet Life, mama told you “kill yourself kid”
I lit the doobie, then I slid with her
Baddest bitch in the party, I didn’t have to go in to get her

[Hook: Curren$y]
Parking lot, parking lot, parking lot pimp
Parking lot, parking lot, parking lot pimp

[Verse 2: Young Roddie]
And I stay lifted off that doja, in my four door, rollin’
Out her trynna get it, bitch I’m trynna make a fortune
Headed for that mone, bitch stop asking where I’m goin’
Cause you ain’t got no business, bein’ up in my business
First car was a wide body, was too small to get in it
First bitch was a bad bitch, tried to share that hoe with my nigga
I got this girl buying J’s for me, nigg areal talk, I’m pimpin’
I do this shit for my niggas, bitch I do this shit for my niggas
Long night with that trap life, shit I might as well smoke somethin’
Was way too young to even hit the clubs, shit I might as well post up
Lil’ nigga, big business, make her exit out ‘fore she entered
I’m leanin’ on my whip, her and her friend trynna get in it


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