J-Kwon - Parking lot
Tekst :
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[J-Kwon]
Hey I can do it, too
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[J-Kwon]
[Verse 1]
I can do it
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Now everybody in this place is as high as me, so why the hell is you over there eyein me?
Peace with me, I know you ain t tryin me, if you is I ll show you how loud I ll be. My bad, did
I pull your freight? Where my burn at, go hide, I see. Yeah I m sign, don t get caught, if you
do watch how quick I ll be like...
[Chorus]
Mother fuck this,
Mother fuck that,
Fuck that bitch,
Fuck that cat,
(Dirty)
Lets get high in the parking lot
and go
put your hands in the parking lot
Mother fuck this,
Mother fuck that,
Fuck that bitch,
Fuck that cat,
(Dirty)
This is high in the parking lot
put your hands in the parking lot
[J-Kwon]
[Verse 2]
Seriously, we can be real with the flow. J-Kwon, deal with the flow. Kwon P, cuz I make money,
all cuz my wide face is shaped funny. Look ya ll, watch what you re saying, I put that on my
mama, and I m not playin. Trip, get hit when the time right, it s a round trip clock, I don t
know if the time right. Yo, why your boy hoggin me, hell girls, quit buggin me, wouldn t of
been hollared if you weren t ugly, that douf get hit, niggas buggin me. Whoa, you niggas gettin
ugly!
Jigga wit me, and you in my spotlight, nah, I ll be like...
[Chorus]
Mother fuck this,
Mother fuck that,
Fuck that bitch,
Fuck that cat,
(Dirty)
Lets get high in the parking lot
and go
put your hands in the parking lot
Mother fuck this,
Mother fuck that,
Fuck that bitch,
Fuck that cat,
(Dirty)
This is high in the parking lot
put your hands in the parking lot
(Dirty)
[J-Kwon]
[Verse 3]
Now I don t like talkin alot, I got two words for you, parking lot. He mad, cuz the way we
renting the spot, Our sidekicks came out tending the spot. Open Hands, bringin the spot, that
make them wrong or right, right or wrong? You hatin cuz our haters ain t finished the song.
Motherfuckers, oh I supposed the heat gone? Baby we all know the album droppin, I m for real
with the clips I got them on the poppin. You, I get your daughter to like me, just bought a gun
it s a new artist, like me. We gonna get you chucked cuz your step wrong. You wanna bang, we
don t even gotta fight. If we do..
[Chorus]
Mother fuck this,
Mother fuck that,
Fuck that bitch,
Fuck that cat,
(Dirty)
Lets get high in the parking lot
and go
put your hands in the parking lot
Mother fuck this,
Mother fuck that,
Fuck that bitch,
Fuck that cat,
(Dirty)
This is high in the parking lot
put your hands in the parking lot
Mother fuck this,
Mother fuck that,
Fuck that bitch,
Fuck that cat,
(Dirty)
Lets get high in the parking lot
and go
put your hands in the parking lot
Mother fuck this,
Mother fuck that,
Fuck that bitch,
Fuck that cat,
(Dirty)
This is high in the parking lot
put your hands in the parking lot
J-Kwon - They ask me
Tekst :
[J-Kwon talkin over music]
Ya know, right now, whatever you smoke,
Right now cuz they ask me, and they ask me,
And they ask me, they ask me
[Verse 1]
Now they ask me
How you know so much at 17
What you mean?
You never seen a disfuctional teen
Mama cared for me
Papa wasnt their for me
Older brother sold dope and murph blurr for me
Times got hard I had to get harder
Let me take that back I had to get smarter
16, I had me a daughter
Hold up J-Kwon lets get shit in order
Baby mama thats a whole nother story
Both too young both too horney
Cell phone rung, but I didnt anwser
Check my voice mail, my grandma got cancer
Now she layin up in a old folks home
When it seamed like yesterday she was home
A month later stroke poped up
Her brain cells gone
The last thing she said was let no one steer you wrong, I m grown
[Chorus]
They ask me, do I believe in God
So I ask them, did I defeat the odds
[2x]
[Verse 2]
Shit fucked up but I can t turn away now
Sold dope around the town, self esteem way down
Jessie made me tougher, he boxed me up
My mama put me in the system, she locked me up
Now this around the time that we lived on Haley
When I think about it I don t know none of my family
Except, for the immediate ones
Thats why I run to the streets and the gennies hand guns
He don t talk much so everybody wanna fight him
Every school I went to nobody liked him
Never could it be right
I d try sometimes
So I chilled by myself and cry sometimes
And all I ask from Gods to buy sometime
Would I bring his name in it If I was lyin
Now look at what the fuck I done, done
Terry Jones last son, this is a blessing
I m grown
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Now they ask me how you know so much at 17
What you mean
You never seen a disfuctional teen
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, woah
Times got har I had to get harder
Let me take that back I had to get smarter
[Chorus]
J-Kwon - Underwear
Tekst :
[Intro]
Ladies and Gentlemen
Oh,oh, we like
[Chorus]
Got pussy everywhere
Weed in the air
I m in my underwear
My under the underwear
Liquor everywhere
Condoms over their
I m in my underwear
My under the underwear
[Verse 1]
Come on ma, I m ready to get naughty
Don t act like you ain t know this a house party
Gangsta boo, and I know you ain t try to harm me
But don t worry bout it cuz I got the condom on me
Live in effect, yeah affect and live
I like ya style, mama I ll just take it in stride
Look in my eyes
Do I look like the type of guy
That run up on you and tell you a damn lie
Ooh boo I m tryin to get it
Now tell me is you wit it
And if it s simple as that
Then tell me can I hit it
I don t go it it
do you go it it
You don t go it it
Thenn act a bull wit it
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 2]
You 17, wit the ass of a women
I know you gettin Tipsy cuz the liquor keep on comin
Lookin right in ya tank tops and underwear
But ma I m tryin to see whats under their
Oh, you like the crib
You diggin the gold shower
In the gold shower I m handin out gold showers
Right now, I m thinkin lets do this
17 dude, ready to ram I m St.Louis
You wanna smoke a little
I always got a bag
But don t tell my mama cuz she always say I m bad
Country wit my boxers and sneakers on
Right now my third leg need a sneaker on
[Chorus 2x]
[J-Kwon talkin over music]
Oh, now why is you
The only mutha fucker in here wit yo, pants on
Ain t no other ga got they pants on ma
I m sayin naw I mean I m not tryin to offend you or nothing
I m just sayin I-I m tryin to amend you or somethin
Man quit playin and take ya clothes off NOW!!!!!
[Verse 3]
Girl quit playin the party almost over
Ain t nobody old enough to drink
But ain t nobody sober
Finna take my whities off
You wanna match this thug
We can on the floor, or the mattress rug
In the bed I don t play
In em in trains
She said she wanted me to be gentle
Hand me this band-aid
Tried to give it to her rough
But she don t want it like this
But everytime I through a party
It just happen like this
[Chorus 2x]
[J-Kwon talking over music]
I mean this right here, this
This is true to life pimpin
You just can t put anybody in the lab and just tell em to go and they just stary pimpin
See it ain t been no big pimpin
It has to be small pimpin first
And uh, girl you lookin good but
You tryin to hold ya little clothes on and have to get greezy wit ya for you to take em off
You might as well take ya belt off cuz ya pants fallin down anyway
And when I say I m wit the Trackboyz
And the Trackboyz don t step, they 2 step
And we don t short step we will step
And it s like that