Ms. Parker Lyrics - We Are Young Money - Young Money

Cut tha music up in the headphones please 

As I give you 

(Tha bizness) 

Cut tha music up please 

In the headphones please, please, hey 

Ms, Parker? Ms. Parker? 

When you gon' let a nigga fuck? 

Ms. Parker? Ms. Parker? Ah 

Tom 'bout 

(Hey) 

Ms. Parker? Ms. Parker? 

When you gon' let a nigga fuck? 

Ms. Parker? Ms. Parker? 

Ms. Parker? Ms. Parker? 

When you gon' let a nigga fuck? 

Ms. Parker? Ms. Parker? 

Get 'em, when you gone let a nigga fuck? 

Ms. Parker? Uh hum, lil' shawty want me 

How do I know? 'Cause she told me so 

Lil' shawty on E 

Somebody let her know that I gotta few more 

Lil' shawty wanna leave 

Baby, we can go where ever you wanna go 

If I'm takin' too long, give me dat look 

I tell my niggas im gone 

Damn you all dat, I'm talkin' 'bout 

When she text me I call back 

I go to her apartment and fall back 

She attacks my heart, heart attack 

Cardiac, Carter dat nigga dat she throwin' it at 

And I caught dat, I bought dat 

Yeah, I'll pay for it, I'll break down walls 

Make her weigh for it, I'll wait for it 

I'll wait for it, tick, tick, tock 

Tick, tick, tock, tick, tick, tock 

I'll wait, hey 

Ms. Parker? Ms. Parker? 

When you gon' let me fuck? 

Ms. Parker 

Ms. Parker? Ms. Parker? 

When you gon' let me fuck? 

Ms. Parker? Ms. Parker? 

Bitch, I'm Mack Maine 

Damn, look at Ms. Parker on the side of the road 

Takin' off her parka, bendin' over under the hood 

Her car wudn't start up, hold up Ms. Parker 

Nigga 'bout to park, uhn 

I parked my whip and proceeded to her car 

I know I'm on beam, she done broke, I'm 'bout to park 

She got that big O thing pokin' out so far 

Dat my mom cudn't be mad if she finally let my pa fuck 

She saw a nigga and was like, Hey, Mack Maine 

I saw you on the video wit Lil' Wayne and T Pain 

In tha back of the Hummer truck like switchin' 4 lanes 

Hollin' out, woosh boy, like money ain't a thang 

I gave her a jump and we went to tha spot 

She was getting' all hot, special treatment for tha car 

Had her screamin' out, pump harder and harder 

Call Chris Tucker, I done fucked Ms. Parker 

Hey, Ms. Parker? Ms. Parker? 

When you gon' let a nigga fuck? 

Ms. Parker? Ms. Parker? 

I'm talkin' bout 

Ms. Parker? Ms. Parker? 

When you gon' let a nigga fuck? 

Ms. Parker? Ms. Parker? 

Hey, Ms. Parker 

(Parker) 

She throwed dat ass back and den she park it 

(Park it) 

She handcuff a nigga like a sergeant 

(Sergeant) 

Hit her wit da dick and now she stalkin' 

(Stalkin') 

Yeah so I hit her wit tha ruler 

Frost bit, Gudda got ice like a cooler 

I dont give a fuck, bitch, ya man is a 

The two of us pass in the whip and chuck da duce up 

Gotta loose but tight waist, flat stomach 

Nice titties, cute feet, nice face 

Yeah, she say she from the Tri-State 

Dat don't really matter, I can fly ya out to my state 

I can take you to the right place 

Top floor, penthouse balcony, my place 

Make a nigga throw sum dollas out 

Then I holla out 

Ms. Parker 

Hey, Ms. Parker? Ms. Parker? 

When you gon' let a nigga fuck? 

Ms. Parker? Ms. Talkin' 'bout 

Hey, Ms. Parker? Ms. Parker? 

When you gon' let a nigga fuck? 

Ms. Parker? Ms. Parker? 

Ms. Parker? Ms. Parker? 

When you gon' let a nigga fuck? 

Ms, Park, Ms. Parker'? 

I said, girl, you gotta ass on you 

I said Ms. Parker you gotta ass on you 

I said when you gon' let me fuck? 

I said when you gon' let me fuck? 

When you gon' let me fuck? 

I said when you gon' let me fuck? 

I said when you gon' let me fuck? 

I said when you gon' let me fuck? 

Somebody Call Chris tucker up 

Call Chris Tucker up 

And tell him dat I fucked Ms. Parker 

Wayne, lookin' all fine and shit 

Like a ninja gone passin', you up speakin' 

Fuck dat, I'm like, hey, Ms. Parker 

When you gon' let a nigga fuck? Ms. Parker