Song | Park It Sideways |
Artist | Slaughterhouse |
Album | welcome to: OUR HOUSE |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[Intro]You know we’re ‘bout that club life, thug life | |
Got this ************* 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 ************* 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 *************s fake as ************* | |
Lipstick on my collar, | |
I couldn’t make this up | |
I live in a real estate like it’s housing | |
Life is grand, like a thousand | |
Stopless counting, my ************* is a walking fountain | |
I talk to bosses, you talk to bouncers | |
Every bad ************* 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 ******* '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 | |
Weekend 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 | |
With the dome trash, and she ************* me fast | |
Now she on stand-by, blame the buddy pass[Hook] | |
You know we’re ‘bout that club life, thug life | |
Got this ************* bumping like a bug bite, thug life | |
Pockets full of money (we rollin’) | |
P-p-pockets full of money (we rollin’) | |
P-p-pockets full of money | |
Park that mother******* sideways | |
Park that mother******* sideways (we rollin’) | |
Park that mother******* sideways | |
To let these *************s know you’re rolling in some mother******g *************t[Verse 3: Crooked I] | |
Like A.I. | |
I cross over when | |
I’m near a mic | |
I stay fly even though | |
I got a fear of heights | |
I aim steady when | |
I’m gunning with one of them nines | |
And you ain’t ready for a hustler who hugging his grind | |
My chain heavy, so heavy the medallion broke the main levy | |
Now that mother******* is flooded with diamonds | |
Like a broke *************, | |
I ain’t got nothing to lose | |
But I’m rich in the club, the couch is under my shoes[Verse 4: Joell Ortiz] | |
And shawty mouth is under my ooo... | |
I can’t say that, radio don’t play that | |
I’m so cool the sun gotta hate that | |
But it can never blind me, now where my raise at? | |
Yeah, boy, this is payback | |
Y’all was hating back in | |
May, so I said “ | |
Hey” and bought a | |
MaybachThe roof gone, so | |
I park it where the shade at | |
Leave it sideways and spin the wheel, no | |
Sajak[Hook] |
Intro You know we' re ' bout that club life, thug life | |
Got this bumping... | |
Pocket full of money we rollin' | |
Pocket full of money we rollin' | |
Ppppocket full of money | |
You know we' re ' bout that club life, thug life | |
Got this bumping like a bug bite, club life | |
Pocket full of money we rollin' | |
Pocket full of money we rollin' | |
Ppppocket full of money Verse 1: Royce Da 5' 9" | |
Y' all s fake as | |
Lipstick on my collar, | |
I couldn' t make this up | |
I live in a real estate like it' s housing | |
Life is grand, like a thousand | |
Stopless counting, my is a walking fountain | |
I talk to bosses, you talk to bouncers | |
Every bad 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 ' 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 | |
Weekend 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 | |
With the dome trash, and she me fast | |
Now she on standby, blame the buddy pass Hook | |
You know we' re ' bout that club life, thug life | |
Got this bumping like a bug bite, thug life | |
Pockets full of money we rollin' | |
Pppockets full of money we rollin' | |
Pppockets full of money | |
Park that mother sideways | |
Park that mother sideways we rollin' | |
Park that mother sideways | |
To let these s know you' re rolling in some mother g t Verse 3: Crooked I | |
Like A. I. | |
I cross over when | |
I' m near a mic | |
I stay fly even though | |
I got a fear of heights | |
I aim steady when | |
I' m gunning with one of them nines | |
And you ain' t ready for a hustler who hugging his grind | |
My chain heavy, so heavy the medallion broke the main levy | |
Now that mother is flooded with diamonds | |
Like a broke , | |
I ain' t got nothing to lose | |
But I' m rich in the club, the couch is under my shoes Verse 4: Joell Ortiz | |
And shawty mouth is under my ooo... | |
I can' t say that, radio don' t play that | |
I' m so cool the sun gotta hate that | |
But it can never blind me, now where my raise at? | |
Yeah, boy, this is payback | |
Y' all was hating back in | |
May, so I said " | |
Hey" and bought a | |
MaybachThe roof gone, so | |
I park it where the shade at | |
Leave it sideways and spin the wheel, no | |
Sajak Hook |
Intro You know we' re ' bout that club life, thug life | |
Got this bumping... | |
Pocket full of money we rollin' | |
Pocket full of money we rollin' | |
Ppppocket full of money | |
You know we' re ' bout that club life, thug life | |
Got this bumping like a bug bite, club life | |
Pocket full of money we rollin' | |
Pocket full of money we rollin' | |
Ppppocket full of money Verse 1: Royce Da 5' 9" | |
Y' all s fake as | |
Lipstick on my collar, | |
I couldn' t make this up | |
I live in a real estate like it' s housing | |
Life is grand, like a thousand | |
Stopless counting, my is a walking fountain | |
I talk to bosses, you talk to bouncers | |
Every bad 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 ' 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 | |
Weekend 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 | |
With the dome trash, and she me fast | |
Now she on standby, blame the buddy pass Hook | |
You know we' re ' bout that club life, thug life | |
Got this bumping like a bug bite, thug life | |
Pockets full of money we rollin' | |
Pppockets full of money we rollin' | |
Pppockets full of money | |
Park that mother sideways | |
Park that mother sideways we rollin' | |
Park that mother sideways | |
To let these s know you' re rolling in some mother g t Verse 3: Crooked I | |
Like A. I. | |
I cross over when | |
I' m near a mic | |
I stay fly even though | |
I got a fear of heights | |
I aim steady when | |
I' m gunning with one of them nines | |
And you ain' t ready for a hustler who hugging his grind | |
My chain heavy, so heavy the medallion broke the main levy | |
Now that mother is flooded with diamonds | |
Like a broke , | |
I ain' t got nothing to lose | |
But I' m rich in the club, the couch is under my shoes Verse 4: Joell Ortiz | |
And shawty mouth is under my ooo... | |
I can' t say that, radio don' t play that | |
I' m so cool the sun gotta hate that | |
But it can never blind me, now where my raise at? | |
Yeah, boy, this is payback | |
Y' all was hating back in | |
May, so I said " | |
Hey" and bought a | |
MaybachThe roof gone, so | |
I park it where the shade at | |
Leave it sideways and spin the wheel, no | |
Sajak Hook |