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At The Park Lyrics Artist(Band):Field Mob
Rollin slow on molten 30's gold over my pearlies See a lady I get flirty this is how we do it in the dirty At the paaarrrrk Sunday at the paaarrrrk [Verse 1 - Shawn Jay] Now what you gon go do after church Hit the mall snatch a hat grab a shirt Wash the 'Lac wax the 'Vert clean the truck We finna ball stash the strap and pass the purp Me and my dogs ridin old school whippin in the back street Lookin for the tickets on the strip like Zaxby's Now them hoes is out boy believe it When they be cute I have to stop em Love myself some Georgia Peaches and daisy dukes wit apple bottoms Police tell us leave we wanna chill Free plate took the cooked meat on the girll Shawty gon choose when she see me lean Make the draws drop fast like my TV screens So high think I might overdose Behind tint gettin bent tint smokin dro [Hook - Chevy P aka Smoke] Rollin slow on molten 30's gold over my pearlies See a lady I get flirty this is how we do it in the dirty At the paaarrrrk Sunday at the paaarrrrk [Verse 2 - Chevy P aka Smoke] I'm at the park tryna holla at every girl The paint on the Chevy drippin like a jheri curl We covered in candy on mustard and mayonnaise We ride 30 spokes while the others on fan blades We firin up the dro bumpin Frankie and Maze Top down sittin low chillin under the shade Watchin cars cruisin I should walk wit jewelry The broads they choosin baby how you doin Some barbequin playin cards they losin ?? get stupid then they start to shootin Patron in the trunk wit the coolers of brewskis We dogs on the hunt for thick hips and the booty Fresh dressed like a million bucks You see me I keep cologne Red Monkey jeans cuffs Then I step out the car then I thought "oh no" I got back in I forgot my one zone [Hook - Chevy P aka Smoke] Rollin slow on molten 30's gold over my pearlies See a lady I get flirty this is how we do it in the dirty At the paaarrrrk Sunday at the paaarrrrk [Verse 3 - Shawn Jay] It's a ghetto fashion show who came the freshest Who donk the meanest who paint the wettest It ain't you thats why ya chick chose me I park a big body like Miss Monique Freak ho tight clothes showin off her belly ring Look like she twenty-five prolly only seventeen It's Shawn Jay yall know how I buy homie New antique tags 229 on it [Chevy P aka Smoke] Hard tops and drops halter tops Broads flop and jock we watch and clock Got a plate of macaroni pork and beans and ribs Two pieces of light bread koolaid to sip It's hotter than a sunny day in hell Can't wait to get to the park like its money in the mail We smokin drankin kickin it chillin Maxin relaxin celebratin yeah [Hook - Chevy P aka Smoke] Rollin slow on molten 30's gold over my pearlies See a lady I get flirty this is how we do it in the dirty At the paaarrrrk Sunday at the paaarrrrk Rollin slow on molten 30's gold over my pearlies See a lady I get flirty this is how we do it in the dirty At the paaarrrrk Sunday at the paaarrrrk If you find some error in At The Park Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song At The Park The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Field Mob" Music | |
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