or
Young Money

Cut the music up in the headphones please
As I give you (tha bizness)
Cut the music up please
In the headphones please, please

Hey!
Ms. Parker?
Ms. Parker?
When you goin' let a n**** f***?
Ms. Parker?
Ms. Parker?
Ah

Talkin' bout {hey}

Ms. Parker?
Ms. Parker?
When you goin' let a n**** f***?
Ms. Parker?
Ms. Parker?

Ms. Parker?
Ms. Parker?
When you gone let a n**** f***?
Ms. Parker?
Ms. Parker?

Get em!
When you goin' let a n**** f***?
Ms. Parker?

Uh hum
Lil shawty want me,
How do I know? 'cause she told me so, yeah
Lil shawty on "E" somebody let her know that I gotta few more, yeah
Lil shawty wanna leave, baby we can go where ever you wanna go, yeah
If I'm takin' too long, give me that look I tell my n****s I'm gone, yeah
Damn you all that, I'm talkin' bout when she text me I call back
I go to her apartment 'n' fall back
She attack my heart, heart attack
Cardiac
Carter that n**** that she throwin' it at
And I caught that
I bought that
Yea I'll pay for it
I'll break down walls make her wait 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 goin' let me f***?
Ms. Parker

Hey!
Ms. Parker?
Ms. Parker?
When you goin' let a n**** f***?
Ms. Parker?
Ms. Parker?

{Mack Maine}
B**** 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 wouldn't start up
Hold up Ms. Parker
N**** bout to park uh
I parked my whip and proceeded to her car, uh
I know I'm on beam she done broke I'm bout to park, uh
She got that big o' thing pokin' out so far
That my mom couldn't be mad if she finally let my pa' f***
She saw a n**** and was like hey Mack Maine
I saw you on the video wit Lil' Wayne 'n' T-Pain
In the back of the hummer truck like switchin' four lanes
Hollin' out woosh boy like money ain't a thang
I gave her a jump and we went to the spot
She was gettin' all hot
Special treatment for the car
Had her screamin' out pump harder 'n harder
Call Chris Tucker I done f***ed Ms. Parker

Hey Ms. Parker?
Ms. Parker?
When you gon' let a n**** f***?
Ms. Parker?
Ms. Parker?

I'm talkin' bout

Hey!
Ms. Parker?
Ms. Parker?
When you goin' let a n**** f***?
Ms. Parker?
Ms. Parker?

Hey! Ms. Parker (Parker)
She throwed that a** back and den she park it (park it)
She handcuff a n**** like a sergeant (sergeant)
Hit her wit the dick n now she stalkin' (stalkin')
Yea so I hit her with the ruler
Frost bit Gudda got ice like a cooler
I don't give a f*** b**** ya man is a poo put
The two of us pa** in the whip and chuck da deuce up
Gotta loose but tight waist flat stomach nice titties
Cute feet nice face
Yea she say she from the tri-state
That 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 n**** throw sum dollas out
Then I holla out, hey!

Ms. Parker!

Hey Ms. Parker?
Ms. Parker?
When you gon' let a n**** f***?
Ms. Parker?
Ms.

Talkin' bout

Hey Ms. Parker?
Ms. Parker?
When you goin' let a n**** f***?
Ms. Parker?
Ms. Parker?

Ms. Parker?
Ms. Parker?
When you goin' let a n**** f***?
Ms. park
Ms. Parker

I said girl you gotta a** on you
I said Ms. Parker you gotta a** on you

I said when you goin' let me f***?
I said when you goin' let me f***?
When you gone let me f***?
I said when you goin' let me f***?
I said when you goin' let me f***?
I said when you goin' let me f***?

Somebody call Chris Tucker up
Call Chris Tucker up
And tell him that I f***ed Ms. Parker

Wayne
Lookin' all fine and s***!
Like a ninja gone passin' you up speakin'
F*** that
I'm like hey Ms. Parker when you goin' let a n**** f***? Ms. Parker!

Written by CARTER, DWAYNE / PREYAN, JERMAINE ANTHONY / UNKNOWN COMPOSER, AUTHOR / WHITACRE, CHRISTOPHER JOHN / UNKNOWN COMPOSER, AUTHOR
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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