Mrs. Parker
Lyrics
Machine Gun Funk Big Poppa
I'm steaming shrimp and lobster
No lean I'm sipping vodka
So clean Big Pimpin Patna
Rest in peace to Regis
I swipe Discovers, Visa's
She playing hard to get tho
I see a hole in defense
Since young been so mischievous
Jesus piece, with deep dish
Her cat is fat that's Heathcliff
No I don't pray allegiance
I just grind and prosper
Fake ballers, they imposters
Fif said they're window shoppers
Fake jewels from Ali Baba
They pray that I get locked up
Pinky ring, frozen aqua
Hit it on the sink big momma
Mr. Loverman, Shabba
Like Balenciaga or how bout Gucci, Prada
Dolce and Gabbana
Not the knock offs you can buy from the plaza
Miss Parker I'm your neighbor
She said oh you like favors
Yeah I'm a OutKast, outspoken
Dick game outrageous
I'll hit it he will find out
Them tatas pop out her blouse
Came across the street to my house
She rode it right on my couch
Take you high like ecstasy
And sex with me is heavenly
So many places we can go
You'll never know, never know
What I need, more than weed
Yes indeed, she let me squeeze
Baby please
Bend over and touch your toes
Touch your toes
Take you high like ecstasy
And sex with me is heavenly
So many places we can go
You'll never know, never know
What I need, more than weed
Yes indeed, she let me squeeze
Baby please
Bend over and touch your toes
Touch your toes
Bounce bounce bounce bounce bounce
Bounce Bounce bounce bounce bounce bounce bounce
Bounce bounce bounce
Bounce
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh bounce
Bounce bounce bounce
Oh oh oh
Gotdammmm damn Mrs. Parker
Gotdammmm
Gotdammmm damn Mrs. Parker Gotdammmm
Gotdammmm damn Mrs. Parker, Oh oh
Gotdammmm damn Mrs. Parker, Oh oh
Gotdammmm damn Mrs. Parker
We sittin in Jacuzzi
Friday her favorite movie
Feeling all over her booty
She said that she loves sushi
I replied I love Lucy
Beggars they can't be choosy
She's from Newport News
But Nah dawg she don't smoke no loosie's
Her hairdo wrapped in doobie
Knew she was a freak, Adina
I fiend for her, Hyenas
Niggas on the block they're dreamers
Red Beamer, Seats Noxzema
Red bottoms from Antigua
Stretch marks on her like a Zebra
Role play now she my teacher
She put my hands between her
A bad b**ch like Trina
Cool and calm is my demeanor
She's a cougar Pam, Gina
Almost 50 but got that grippy
Rode it backwards got her a quickie
You gotta leave now
Before your hubby come knocking on my door
Nah it's gettin' to risky
Writer(s): David Wright
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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