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Parking Meters Video (MV)




Performed By: Chino Picasso
Language: English
Length: 2:29
Written by: Chino Picasso
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Chino Picasso - Parking Meters Lyrics




DTH is the bitch
Bout to drop another one, f*ck ass nigga
I do this all the time, yeah
Get your ass gripped and just with parking meters

Even if you kill, I do revert
I don't wanna kill you, dude
But my lines just might
Got bitches on molly

They rollin' all night
I could kill you with this beat
Commit a homicide for now
Everything you should see is so bright

I kill like a lowlife with no knife
If it's not me, tell them bitches
Take a hike, word life
Kill cereals, bout my skills

Like I'm the count and I'm amazed
You a clown nigga, still around
Wanna kill y'all like I killed a man
I'm kidding, this is something you can't see

Lady at the Frank's stand
Will, skills, skill
I kill, I kill when I'm digging
In her pussy, I'm on every music

I f*ck her up, every time I give her a sign
I was the boy, I exploded in her gut
What it means to know your mama or your father
On the f*cking pipe

I think they wished I was locked up
And played over there
Who knows how much I accumulated over the years
And they have kids they haven't seen in years

Depressed from their fears
Take my shots, I can't put a child to the day
That I drop, I'll rape this place
Even now, I keep it loud when I come around

Don't ask me about the path of love
I have to use this stage once in every row
Late nights, I'm burning
Born to be such a rolling stone

Don't let it drift away
I'm like a feather and I'm the only one
School up in your face in front of the kids, nigga
F*cks wrong with you, bitch

Better put in the G's or what's up
Don't feed you this bullet
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English

DTH is the bitch
Bout to drop another one, f*ck ass nigga
I do this all the time, yeah
Get your ass gripped and just with parking meters

Even if you kill, I do revert
I don't wanna kill you, dude
But my lines just might
Got bitches on molly

They rollin' all night
I could kill you with this beat
Commit a homicide for now
Everything you should see is so bright

I kill like a lowlife with no knife
If it's not me, tell them bitches
Take a hike, word life
Kill cereals, bout my skills

Like I'm the count and I'm amazed
You a clown nigga, still around
Wanna kill y'all like I killed a man
I'm kidding, this is something you can't see

Lady at the Frank's stand
Will, skills, skill
I kill, I kill when I'm digging
In her pussy, I'm on every music

I f*ck her up, every time I give her a sign
I was the boy, I exploded in her gut
What it means to know your mama or your father
On the f*cking pipe

I think they wished I was locked up
And played over there
Who knows how much I accumulated over the years
And they have kids they haven't seen in years

Depressed from their fears
Take my shots, I can't put a child to the day
That I drop, I'll rape this place
Even now, I keep it loud when I come around

Don't ask me about the path of love
I have to use this stage once in every row
Late nights, I'm burning
Born to be such a rolling stone

Don't let it drift away
I'm like a feather and I'm the only one
School up in your face in front of the kids, nigga
F*cks wrong with you, bitch

Better put in the G's or what's up
Don't feed you this bullet
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Writer: Chino Picasso
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