At The Park

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 park, Sunday at the park

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 grill

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

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 park, Sunday at the park

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

Everyone gets stupid, then they start to shootin'

Patron in the trunk wit the coolers of brew skis

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

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 park, Sunday at the park

Hey, it's a ghetto fashion show, who came the freshest

Who donk the meanest, who paint the wettest

It ain't you that's 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 y'all know how I buy homie

New antique tags 2 2 9 on it

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 cool aid to sip

It's hotter than a sunny day in hell

Can't wait to get to the park like it's money in the mail

We smokin', drankin', kickin', it chillin

Maxin', relaxin', celebratin', yeah

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 park, Sunday at the park

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 park, Sunday at the park