Webbie - Hit The Parking Lot lyrics

[Hook: Webbie] 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 [Verse 1: Webbie] 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 n***a 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 b**h you right and I spent 60 thousand dollars on my collar Raise the volume got the bucking f**ing up the amplifiers Hit the blunt then hit the cup man this sh** got my driving sour I ain't lying this some fire I'm tripping and hearing sirens n***a wilding with with a hot a** Glock all on the line One finger drop 9 I'm telling you I been grinding Hit my n***a on the line, it's on tell him it's time we gone [Hook: Webbie] [Verse 2: Lil Boosie:] 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 n***as they'll murk you I made a right put on my gla**es 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 b**h look like a fake car (ha ha ha) You n***as ya'll gon' hate me now Why you swerve so much? Cause my nerve f**ed 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 p**y pop If Boosie some where 'round it's going down in the parking lot [Hook: Webbie] [Verse 3: Pimp C] Hit the parking lot pimping, write my name with the pimp pen Said Sweet Jones is home b**h, 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 b**h on the hood and I'm balling in the stacks I got to the beach party the ground was so sandy b**hes on my dick cause my car drip candy I'm a V-12 n***a yeah you know that we the sh** 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 a** 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 f** where you from and f** who you with If it ain't about no paper b**h it ain't about sh** [Hook: ]