Pimp C, Boosie Badazz, Webbie - Hit The Parking Lot lyrics

Hit the parking lot by the club just swerving
Hit the
Hit the parking lot by the club just swerving
Hit the
Hit the parking lot by the club just swerving
Hit the
Hit the parking lot by the club just swerving
Hit the
Hit the parking lot by the club just swerving
Hit the
Hit the parking lot by the club just swerving
Hit the
Hit the parking lot by the club just swerving

Sat it on them big 6's couldn't
Play games with them 20's
That wet paint been glisten mane
I just came from business
I just spent a hundred fifty on
A quarter of that sticky
Feel it every time you hit it
Got my nigga Boosie with me
I'm feeling kind of shiny
Pimp done let me use a Bentley
I'm moving kind of quickly I hope
I don't get a ticket
Got a pocket full of dollars
On that vodka got 2 bottles
On the way to the Ramada
Getting followed by two model
One ho say I'm a dog so
They mama wasn't trying to holler
Bitch you right and I spent 60
Thousand dollars on my collar
Raise the volume got the bucking
Fucking up the amplifiers
Hit the blunt then hit the cup man
This shit got my driving sour
I ain't lying this some fire
I'm tripping and hearing sirens
Nigga wilding with with a hot ass
Glock all on the line
One finger drop 9 I'm telling
You I been grinding
Hit my nigga on the line
It's on tell him it's time we gone

I swerve left, I swerve right
The police stop me
He like "Boosie drive right" (aight)
Got to the light lit up my purp
(lit up my purp)
I grab my pistol cause these
Niggas they'll murk you
I made a right put on my glasses
Them 4 12's in the trunk straight acting
(okay) that grey goose and pineapple
Got me acting bad
Pull up to the parking lot then drop the top
Them hoes like "There go Bad Azz!"
G'd up looking good shining in a race car
Rims so big on that bitch
Look like a fake car (ha ha ha)
You niggas ya'll gon' hate me now
Why you swerve so much? Cause
My nerve fucked up
In the parking lot, TV's 2 23's
We got them trees
In my pocket we got plenty g's
It's gudda when you mention me
Hennessy ecstasy hoes making they pussy pop
If Boosie some where 'round it's going
Down in the parking lot

Hit the parking lot pimping
Write my name with the pimp pen
Said Sweet Jones is home bitch
Long live the Pimp
Paper stacking dirty macing stunting
Is my job
Hoes eat my dick like it's corn on the cob
Ain't nothing happening
But gripping on the back bone
Bitch on the hood and I'm
Balling in the stacks
I got to the beach party
The ground was so sandy
Bitches on my dick cause my car drip candy
I'm a V-12 nigga yeah you
Know that we the shit
Record company people screaming
"Pimp please, just give us one more hit!"
Well here it go now what it do
Keep the lead up out your ass
Come up off the paper fast
Cause Boosie need a Benz and
Webbie need a Rolls
And me I'm fixing to get a G4
Jet to fly to our shows
Fuck where you from and fuck who you with
If it ain't about no paper
Bitch it ain't about shit