
Park My Car Tony Shhnow
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[Intro]
(It's no music like this no more, bro)
[Chorus]
I get high 'til I can't talk, all my hoes exotic
First, I park my car, then I crash the party
I caught your ho at the hotel, I told her, "Don't tell nobody"
I don't got too much options but income in my outcome
I ran up the hundreds finessin' and juggin', I go get the money
I feel like Craig daddy, I got that shit on me
How much money can I spend?
How much power can you gain with the world in your hands?
I asked her, do she love the kid? And she say, "Yeah"
Goddamn, it's some real money up in here
[Verse]
It's not clicking for these other niggas
Feel like I know a unknown language with these bad bitches
It's like the hundreds, they attracted to my pocket linen
I wake, get fresh, and then I go and get it
I count up chicken, run up digits, I'm on a money mission
I hop up out that coupe
I found some money, lost the roof
I hit LA hoes by the twos
House in the Hills, the crib got views
I wake up fresh as hell even on my day off
I get high as fuck, I think I'm finna take off
(It's no music like this no more, bro)
[Chorus]
I get high 'til I can't talk, all my hoes exotic
First, I park my car, then I crash the party
I caught your ho at the hotel, I told her, "Don't tell nobody"
I don't got too much options but income in my outcome
I ran up the hundreds finessin' and juggin', I go get the money
I feel like Craig daddy, I got that shit on me
How much money can I spend?
How much power can you gain with the world in your hands?
I asked her, do she love the kid? And she say, "Yeah"
Goddamn, it's some real money up in here
[Verse]
It's not clicking for these other niggas
Feel like I know a unknown language with these bad bitches
It's like the hundreds, they attracted to my pocket linen
I wake, get fresh, and then I go and get it
I count up chicken, run up digits, I'm on a money mission
I hop up out that coupe
I found some money, lost the roof
I hit LA hoes by the twos
House in the Hills, the crib got views
I wake up fresh as hell even on my day off
I get high as fuck, I think I'm finna take off
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