Slade the Supreme – Parking Lot

Slade the Supreme – Parking Lot Lyrics

Artist: Slade the Supreme
Song: Parking Lot

Uh, yea
Uh, yea
Uh, yea (whatcha say, whatcha say, uh)
Uh, yea

Uh, yea (whatcha say, whatcha say, uh)
Uh, yea
Uh, yea (whatcha say, whatcha say, uh)
Uh, yea

Uh, yea (whatcha say, whatcha say, uh)
Uh, yea
Uh, yea (whatcha say, whatcha say, uh)
Uh, yea

Uh, yea (whatcha say, whatcha say, uh)
Uh, yea
Uh, yea (whatcha say, whatcha say, uh)
Uh, yea, okay

Man this sound like slade back in the parking lot
n#gg#s never say too much but they like to talk a lot
Still ain’t in my prime but i might assemble the autobots
You gone sit and wonder or to and get what you want or not (say what’s up blood)

Where do you start when you really want it all
I can’t wait for n#gg#s to tell me they knew it all along
Got a list of n#gg#s i’m charging double to do a song
Tryna do it better than all the n#gg#s i grew up on

Take a look shawty remember she tried to play me now
See a young n#gg# that’s popping and tryna make it out
Used to call me ugly but now she calling me baby now
She be acting crazy cuz i don’t make her my lady now

Be the greatest ever before they ever could lay me down
Used to have the blues but i’m feeling more like it’s navy now
Used to be with slim but that nitgga be acting shady now
Need a couple m’s so go tell them n#gg#s to pay me now

Uh, yea (whatcha say, whatcha say, uh)
Uh, yea
Uh, yea (whatcha say, whatcha say, uh)
Uh, yea

It go
Young slade, fitted and it’s braves
Plus i’m nike down
Never fold, n#gg#s thought i’d fade

Tried to wipe me out
n#gg#s hate, n#gg#s love to hate
Bet they like me now
Lil shawty, feeling up the style

Tell her wipe me down
Aye, i tell her wipe me down
Aye, i tell her wipe me down
Aye, i tell her wipe me down

Aye, i tell her wipe me down
I can’t sign a deal less it’s a million a day (okay)
Prolly sell your soul they put a mil in your face (okay)
Turning down a mil like it was minimum wage (okay)

Told em take the mill and put a bill in its place (okay)
I can’t take a loss i’m tryna build an estate
You know, run a check up, using only my neck up
Heard these n#gg#s talking but tell em to shut the heck up

Foot up on they necks and they begging n#gg#s to let up
n#gg#s got it jumping like 808s in the set up
Straight up out the city where pity’ll get you wet up
Tryna spend the night but i told her to gon’ head and get up

Gave her two packs and told her to keep her head up
Brenda’s got a baby now
Couple n#gg#s beefing been thinking we good and gravy now
Realest in the field and i double that on the daily now

All i do is dope and the corner’s back in my safety now
Ain’t no getting lazy now
Uh, yea (whatcha say, whatcha say, uh)
Uh, yea (as we proceed)

Uh, yea (whatcha say, whatcha say, uh)
Uh, yea (to give you what you need)
It go
Young slade, fitted and it’s braves

Plus i’m nike down
Never fold, n#gg#s thought i’d fade
Tried to wipe me out
n#gg#s hate, n#gg#s love to hate

Bet they like me now
Lil shawty, feeling up the style
Tell her wipe me down
Aye, i tell her wipe me down

Aye, i tell her wipe me down
Aye, i tell her wipe me down
Aye, i tell her wipe me down
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From the album:
A Quest Called Life, Vol. 2 [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021