Parking Lot Pimpin' Lyrics - Chamillionaire

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[Chamillionaire] 

Ladies and Gents, in the prince of all parking lot pimps 

Yes I'm the Grinch and I ride twenty inch, like it's a synch 

Might convince your woman, to let me leave my paw prints 

On her ass, take a pinch while you watch like a wimp 

Look it don't make sense, rims bigger than Shawn Kemp 

I maneuver the big body, like I'm parking a blimp 

I'm the thoedest speaker, to ever speak through a speaker 

Talk down on Chamillion, I'll fix your face with my sneakers 

I get more green, than a whole forest full of reefer 

You just mad, cause you can't afford a smart beep-beeper 

I'm the crooked chrome creeper, from the gutter young thugger 

Chrome rims looking bigger, than your seventh grade brother 

Not a lover, she just trying to put me in a lip-lock 

I can't stay with you girl, I can only make a pit stop 

Big rocks what I rock, and I sip plenty of Henny 

While you losing your fame and game, like Penny and Lil' Penny 

Even Arsenio Hall, the Chamillion ball 

All them girls down South, is trying to give him the draws 

Just look at me dog, if she ain't wanna date me she would hate me 

If she ain't wanna rape me, she'd try to choke my neck and shake me 

Dumb nerd, scratch everything you already done heard 

I could go platinum if my album, was in mo' than one word 

And I'm throwed with no drank, is that dank nigga no thanks 

Don't think your girl see me on the streets, if she won't faint 

Look I never take her, to the mall and shop 

Some niggaz ain't tripping, but Chamillion ain't tricking 

Pulling something foreign, off the lot 

I'ma watch your lip hang, when I pull up on thangs 

If you gon get with me, you got to have 

Your own money, for a Prada bag 

Me and Pic, is hopping out a Jag 

Gripping wood grain, stacking our change