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Quashaun - Parking Lot Lyrics



Quashaun - Parking Lot Lyrics
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You curvy and you proud, you proud.
Ya silhouette look good up In ya gown, ya gown
I can tell you frustrated Just by ya frown, ya frown.
But baby I'm just tryna see you smile, you mile.
It's been way too long.
I barely get to see you and It take too long.
Puttin in hella work cuz The breaks too long.
You come thru but you Don't even stay too long.
It's way too long.
Set the mood witcha favorite song.
It's so built up when the Mood switch up
You get buck cuz you just Wanna taste this long Shlong.
And now you seein black, black.
You do it so smoove to the Groove
Takin off ya night gown
Ass out
J just wanna see it clap.
Clap clap clap!
Like you dancin in a frat.
Switch real quick from ya Hands to ya back.
Fleeked eyebrows arch it just like that, that.
It's getting hot open that window.
(Nahh we gone leave it closed)
Tryna go all night and we Only got a three pack? (Nahh we gone need some Moe)
Up to da o land where we Need to go.
Somebody ask you nahh They don't need to kno.
We put the music on blast
Forgettin about our phones.
Rented us a hotel
We ain't even at home
Like Yea.
I wanna feel you
Get hot when I'm near you.
And it pop off.
Beat it up when I'm here Boo
I just really wanna steer you.
Grabbin handles.
Look back like da rear View.
Baby girl lemme feed you.
And you need to
Watch out for the speed Boo
Yea!
Want chips n dip.
So we hop in the whip.
And we take that drive
While I lick them nips.
You massage that tip.
You wanna take that ride
And I make you drip.
I'ma dig so deep.
While I grip them thighs
And you twist yo hips.
And you lick yo lips.
Yea
Cuz da hormones
Couldn't make it home
So we pullin over in the Parking lot.
Look around
If Its safe and sound then We
Gettin it in a parking spot.
Blah blah
Finna call ya bluff!
Talkie talk
But can you walk it out?
Get a chance
To get in them pants
I'm goin kuku no Kakarot (kakarot!)
Shawty hml when you got problems.
I got a specific way to solve Em.
Got no self control when we at red lights.
Lethal hormone build up what you call it.
Pause real quick cuz a Nigga had to
Catch his breath.
Sweat tip toe all down my Skin
Take a leap of faith and Land on yo chest.
You drippin and I'm Droppin
It's some towels in the Back.
But I'm hungry as a hippo
Man what happened to the Snacks?
Want chips n dip.
So we hop in the whip.
And we take that drive
While I lick them nips.
You massage that tip.
You wanna take that ride
And I make you drip.
I'ma dig so deep.
While I grip them thighs
And you twist yo hips.
And you lick yo lips.
Yea
Cuz the hormones
Couldn't make it home
So we pullin over in the Parking lot.
Look around
If Its safe and sound then we
Gettin it in a parking spot.
Blah blah
Finna call ya bluff
Talkie talk
But can you walk it out.
Get a chance
To get in the pants
I'm goin kuku no Kakarot (Kakarot!)
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You curvy and you proud, you proud.
Ya silhouette look good up In ya gown, ya gown
I can tell you frustrated Just by ya frown, ya frown.
But baby I'm just tryna see you smile, you mile.
It's been way too long.
I barely get to see you and It take too long.
Puttin in hella work cuz The breaks too long.
You come thru but you Don't even stay too long.
It's way too long.
Set the mood witcha favorite song.
It's so built up when the Mood switch up
You get buck cuz you just Wanna taste this long Shlong.
And now you seein black, black.
You do it so smoove to the Groove
Takin off ya night gown
Ass out
J just wanna see it clap.
Clap clap clap!
Like you dancin in a frat.
Switch real quick from ya Hands to ya back.
Fleeked eyebrows arch it just like that, that.
It's getting hot open that window.
(Nahh we gone leave it closed)
Tryna go all night and we Only got a three pack? (Nahh we gone need some Moe)
Up to da o land where we Need to go.
Somebody ask you nahh They don't need to kno.
We put the music on blast
Forgettin about our phones.
Rented us a hotel
We ain't even at home
Like Yea.
I wanna feel you
Get hot when I'm near you.
And it pop off.
Beat it up when I'm here Boo
I just really wanna steer you.
Grabbin handles.
Look back like da rear View.
Baby girl lemme feed you.
And you need to
Watch out for the speed Boo
Yea!
Want chips n dip.
So we hop in the whip.
And we take that drive
While I lick them nips.
You massage that tip.
You wanna take that ride
And I make you drip.
I'ma dig so deep.
While I grip them thighs
And you twist yo hips.
And you lick yo lips.
Yea
Cuz da hormones
Couldn't make it home
So we pullin over in the Parking lot.
Look around
If Its safe and sound then We
Gettin it in a parking spot.
Blah blah
Finna call ya bluff!
Talkie talk
But can you walk it out?
Get a chance
To get in them pants
I'm goin kuku no Kakarot (kakarot!)
Shawty hml when you got problems.
I got a specific way to solve Em.
Got no self control when we at red lights.
Lethal hormone build up what you call it.
Pause real quick cuz a Nigga had to
Catch his breath.
Sweat tip toe all down my Skin
Take a leap of faith and Land on yo chest.
You drippin and I'm Droppin
It's some towels in the Back.
But I'm hungry as a hippo
Man what happened to the Snacks?
Want chips n dip.
So we hop in the whip.
And we take that drive
While I lick them nips.
You massage that tip.
You wanna take that ride
And I make you drip.
I'ma dig so deep.
While I grip them thighs
And you twist yo hips.
And you lick yo lips.
Yea
Cuz the hormones
Couldn't make it home
So we pullin over in the Parking lot.
Look around
If Its safe and sound then we
Gettin it in a parking spot.
Blah blah
Finna call ya bluff
Talkie talk
But can you walk it out.
Get a chance
To get in the pants
I'm goin kuku no Kakarot (Kakarot!)
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Writer: Quashun Woods
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Language: English
Length: 3:05
Written by: Quashun Woods

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