Listen to Park It Sideways song with lyrics from Slaughterhouse

Park It Sideways

Slaughterhouse28 Aug 2012

Park It Sideways Lyrics

Park It Sideways - Slaughterhouse

You know we're 'bout that club life thug life

Got this b**ch 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 b**ch 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

 

Y'all niggas fake as f**k

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 b**ch is a walking fountain

I talk to bosses you talk to bouncers

Every bad b**ch you see in here is coming with us

So I suggest you

Get off of her officer get rid of them cuffs

So many b**ches '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 f**k me fast

Now she on stand-by blame the buddy pass

You know we're 'bout that club life thug life

Got this b**ch 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 motherf**ker sideways

 

Park that motherf**ker sideways we rollin'

Park that motherf**ker sideways

To let these niggas know you're rolling in some motherf**king sh*t

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 motherf**ker is flooded with diamonds

Like a broke ni**a I ain't got nothing to lose

But I'm rich in the club the couch is under my shoes

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 Maybach

 

The roof gone so I park it where the shade at

Leave it sideways and spin the wheel no Sajak

You know we're 'bout that club life thug life

Got this b**ch 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 motherf**ker sideways

 

Park that motherf**ker sideways we rollin'

Park that motherf**ker sideways

To let these niggas know you're rolling in some motherf**king sh*t

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***