Park It Sideways Slaughterhouse

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[Intro]
You know we’re ‘bout that club life, thug life
Got this bitch bumping...
Pocket full of money (we rollin’)
Pocket full of money (we rollin’)
P-p-p-pocket full of money
You know we’re ‘bout that club life, thug life
Got this bitch bumping like a bug bite, club life
Pocket full of money (we rollin’)
Pocket full of money (we rollin’)
P-p-p-pocket full of money

[Verse 1: Royce Da 5’9”]
Y’all niggas fake as fuck
Lipstick on my collar, I couldn’t make this up
I live in the realest state like it’s housing
Life is grand, like a thousand
Stopless counting, my bitch is a walking fountain
I talk to bosses, you talk to bouncers
Every bad bitch you see in here is coming with us
So I suggest you...

[Verse 2: Joe Budden]
Get off of her, officer get rid of them cuffs
So many bitches 'round I don’t even know what to do with them
Head ain’t even fun no more unless there’s two of them
To tell the truth, I think beating it is easy
So when I say I poppin models, y’all got reasons to believe me
Keeping it breezy, just me and my Weeknd CD
Wanna fly in for the week and you see me
Can tell I be beating it beastly cause look at how weakened her knees be
But the dome trash, and she fuck me fast
Now she on stand-by, blame the buddy pass