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No Parking

Rosecrans Vic & 310babii
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Look, right now Ain't no parkin' on the dance floor Talk less, baby, dance more On the dance floor, niggas better hide they bitch I like her body and she like what's on my wrist In another nigga city packin' bitches in the whip We are not the same, I touched two hundred as a kid Life been good, man, the kid can't complain Rollie on my wrist, no bust down, it's plain Gave her back shots on my chrome, I left stains The ones that I see without cash always hatin' Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, bitch, I do it for my youngins Bitch, I'm gettin' to it, I don't play 'bout my money, yeah Please don't pop it on me 'cause one call'll get you done, yeah My homies gettin' to it, they the ones that's pushin' onions For the Eastside bitch, I got her throwin' up her set She the one I like because her pussy wear baguettes I ain't sold a drug, but I could teach you some finesse You tricked on her for nothin', she fuck me for less On the dance floor, niggas better hide they bitch I like her body and she like what's on my wrist In another nigga city packin' bitches in the whip We are not the same, I touched two hundred as a kid Life been good, man, the kid can't complain Rollie on my wrist, no bust down, it's plain Gave her back shots on my chrome, I left stains The ones that I see without cash always hatin' Ain't no parkin' on the dance floor Ain't no parkin' on the dance floor Talk less, baby, dance more Dance more Ain't no parkin' on the dance floor Freaky bitch, told her dance more No parkin' on the dance floor Talk less, like what? Like ball Right now I need the baddest bitches on the floor Just because you have fun, bae, you not a ho In my pocket got more chicken than the grocery store Say what you want 'cause in real life the kid havin' dough Let's get this shit started Invite me anywhere, that shit gon' turn into a party Weak bitch lyin' on me, man, I only fuck a Barbie If she mine, she gotta leave Chanel with a Cardi You had a small sack of cash and blew that shit Your bitch was a thot, thought you knew that shit Man, I'm so locked in, I can't lose in this shit Right now I'm in Miami, groupies choosin' this shit On the dance floor, niggas better hide they bitch I like her body and she like what's on my wrist In another nigga city packin' bitches in the whip We are not the same, I touched two hundred as a kid Life been good, man, the kid can't complain Rollie on my wrist, no bust down, it's plain Gave her back shots on my chrome, I left stains The ones that I see without cash always hatin' Ain't no parkin' on the dance floor Ain't no parkin' on the dance floor Talk less, baby, dance more Dance more Ain't no parkin' on the dance floor Freaky bitch, told her dance more No parkin' on the dance floor Talk less, like what? Like ball No parkin' on the dance floor No parkin' on the dance floor