Lyrics

N E Parking Lot ©7-11-2021

Show Up in Any Parkin’ Lot... Any Week you Ever Want it... Show Up Any Parkin’ Lot... I ain’t Meek... So don’t Flaunt it...

I ain’t Never needed No Features... Need a Bunch of Brotherly Love... From them Ghetto Preachers...

Poor Righteous or Whatever... Yea... we all Teachers... Taurus On The... Yea... Gone and Turn Up your Speakers...

Touch Down Mania... Like I’m Sittin in them Bleachers... I’m wipin Down my Sneakers...

Don’t You Scuff Mine... Homey... that Might Cost You all Your Teethers... I might Knock you out Your Wife Beater...

Lookin at that MilliMeter... Barrel in your Mouth... I’ll make You Spill Every Liter... I been a Bird Feeder...

Leader of the Cal with the Dot... Berrr... Make sure you Keep Your Distance or get Shot... Sir...

What you Think’ ll Happen... Taurus call The Block... Naaa... I ain’t Got a Lot of Opps... I got a Whole lot of Gangsters show up in Any Parkin Lot...