pick my homies up She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck [Verse 2] From talking it out to the parking lot From the parking lot to my safe house Tommy
Weed a have you falling, and now you scraping up that ? shape The day a hater treat a nigga like he fake, Tthat be the day his label treat him like a signal
behind the sea Niggas see me behind the B E N T, don't stand for entertainment Stands for 0 to 60, anybody see where Game went? To the hood, parked
Hop into my GTO, my big old speed machine Girls like it 'cause it's runnin' hard They like it 'cause it's clean Sittin' at the signal, these fools gave
Signal got lost to the satellite Got lost in the, ride up to the Plunge down Man sends the ray of the electric light Sends the impulse through the air
on the left side a parking attendant sleeps selling space and time. on the right side... they have grasped the concept of property. understand that space
in a pile of trash on the corner of first and park. almost as tall as the street light. we pulled over. two kids on a black and white dyno. my mom and
, remember Okay, remember That we have just allowed half an hour To get in, do it and get out The sense of adventure Is changing to danger The signal
Intro: (Obie Trice) a??Obie Trice, real name no gimmicksa?¦a?? Refrain 1 2 trailer park girls go round the inside, round the inside, round the inside
Obie Trice, real name no gimmicks Two trailer park girls go round the outside Round the outside, round the outside Two trailer park girls go round the
sleepy talk Hear mi transmission whether you drive or whether you walk Put up me antenna inna the middle of the park And transmit mi signal inna the
Miles of highway poppies A stretch of maybe flowers past Signal Hill away We were parked and searching For a hubcap rolling into the fields of thorn
Someone right now is leaving their apartment Looking down at the street and wondering where their car went Someone in the car sitting at a signal In front
slipping into the manhole cover situated under the bus, and walking up to the hotel's basement from there. jim called up to me in my room and gave the signal
signal's fading so let go) And we make this new religion (As the program showed us) To escape what we've become (Your signal's fading so let go) (Your signal
Is he coming back? Listening at night Waiting for a sound to come up the stairs Listening at night For the slamming door in the car park Call him
."(- Josh Brown) Abort Mission. We lost contact. Don't these dead streets back you into bad corners? Curbs crumble once you sit your ass on em. Parking
" To any who make it hard to get away like Tim or Penny Semi-auto, with a swift into your track, it cracks And creeps morse code, I'm sendin' smoke signals