Cut tha music up in the headphones As I you (Tha bizness) Cut tha music up In the please, please, hey
Ms, Ms. Parker? When you gon' let a fuck? Ms. Parker? Ms. Ah Tom (Hey)
Ms. Ms. Parker? When you let a nigga fuck? Ms. Ms. Parker?
Ms. Ms. Parker? When you gon' let a fuck? Ms. Parker? Ms.
Get 'em, you gone let a nigga fuck? Ms. Uh hum, lil' shawty want me How do I know? she told me so
shawty on E Somebody let her know I gotta few more Lil' wanna leave Baby, we can go where you wanna go If I'm too long, give me dat look I my niggas im gone
Damn you all dat, I'm 'bout When she text me I back I go to her apartment and fall She my heart, heart attack
Cardiac, Carter dat dat she throwin' it at And I caught dat, I dat Yeah, pay for it, I'll break down walls Make her weigh for it, wait for it
I'll wait for it, tick, tick, Tick, tick, tock, tick, tick, wait, hey
Ms. Parker? Ms. When you gon' let me Ms.
Ms. Parker? Ms. When you gon' let me Ms. Ms. Parker?
Bitch, I'm Maine
Damn, at Ms. Parker on the side of the road Takin' off her parka, over under the hood Her car wudn't up, hold up Ms. Parker 'bout to park, uhn
I my whip and proceeded to her car I I'm on beam, she done broke, I'm 'bout to park She got big O thing pokin' out so far Dat my mom be mad if she finally let my pa fuck
She saw a and was like, Hey, Mack Maine I saw you on the video wit Wayne and T Pain In tha back of the Hummer like switchin' 4 lanes Hollin' out, woosh boy, money ain't a thang
I gave her a and we went to tha spot She was all hot, special treatment for tha car Had her out, pump harder and harder Call Chris Tucker, I done Ms. Parker
Hey, Ms. Ms. Parker? When you gon' let a nigga Ms. Parker? Ms. I'm bout
Ms. Ms. Parker? When you let a nigga fuck? Ms. Parker? Ms.
Hey, Ms. (Parker) She dat ass back and den she park it (Park it)
She handcuff a like a sergeant (Sergeant) Hit her wit da dick and now she (Stalkin')
Yeah so I hit her wit tha bit, Gudda got ice like a cooler I dont a fuck, bitch, ya man is a The two of us in the whip and chuck da duce up
Gotta loose but tight waist, flat titties, cute feet, nice face Yeah, she say she the Tri-State Dat really matter, I can fly ya out to my state
I can take you to the place Top floor, balcony, my place Make a nigga throw sum out Then I out
Ms. Hey, Ms. Parker? Ms. When you gon' let a nigga Ms. Ms. Talkin' 'bout
Hey, Ms. Ms. Parker? When you gon' let a fuck? Ms. Parker? Ms.
Ms. Ms. Parker? When you gon' let a fuck? Ms, Park, Ms.
I said, girl, you ass on you I said Ms. you gotta ass on you
I said when you let me fuck? I said you gon' let me fuck? When you let me fuck?
I said when you let me fuck? I when you gon' let me fuck? I said when you gon' let me
Somebody Chris tucker up Call Chris up And him dat I fucked Ms. Parker
Wayne, lookin' all and shit a ninja gone passin', you up speakin' Fuck dat, I'm like, hey, Ms. When you gon' let a nigga Ms. Parker