Lyrics Slim Thug – RIP Parking Lot

Slim Thug:
You know what I’m saying?
We just on some H town, Texas shit, that’s all
So, our City

I’m in the Cadillac, with my bling on
Pinky ring on, my whole team on
And we on this throne, I’m talking King Kong
Spit game, so cold, I need a mink on
Ha, rest in peace to the parking lot
It’s a quarter mil, sitting in my parking spot, hey
Grew up on that cash money so I stunt a lot
This my Sunday car, this ain’t the only one I got
Say lil’ momma come roll with a real nigga
Roll a fatty while you roll with a real nigga
Hit it all night, next day you still with her. we good
If you could roll a good J, I can chill with ya’
Thugga

Rest in peace to the parking lot
It’s a quarter mil, sitting in my parking spot
Grew up on that cash money so I stunt a lot
This my Sunday car, this ain’t the only one I got
Rest in peace to the parking lot
It’s the cleanest slab sitting in my parking spot
Grew up on that S.U.C so I swang a lot
This my Sunday car, this ain’t the only slab I got

Paul Wall:
Rest in Peace to the parking lot
Take some wire wheels partner, I don’t ride, stop
Bass knock, banging Screw chop 2Pac

Slim Thug:
Rest in peace to the parking lot
It’s a quarter mil, sitting in my parking spot
Grew up on that cash money so I stunt a lot
This my Sunday car, this ain’t the only one I got
Rest in peace to the parking lot
It’s a candy slab sitting in my parking spot
Grew up on that S.U.C so I swang a lot
This my Friday car, this ain’t the only one I got

Know what I’m talkin’ ’bout?
One time for them slab riders (slab riders)
Moving through the motherfuckin’ city looking good
Keep swangin’ (keep swangin’)