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g. twilight - rocks, blows, park lyrics

[intro]
rocks, blows, park ya car
rocks, blows, park ya car
rocks, blows, park ya car
rocks, blows, park ya car

[hook]
i got rocks, blows, park ya car
ganz in jars
and xanax bars
i got rocks, blows, park ya car
sp+ce age hustler, re+up on mars
i got rocks, blows, park ya car
straight drop, turn pg to rated r
i got rocks, blows, park ya car
them other n+ggas work ain’t up to par
[verse 1]
been grindin’ so long my nights feel like days
in my black pelle+pelle servin’ blows and yays
how to break down a big eighth? fred taught me how
how to move weight? fred taught me how
how to bundle up blow? fred taught me how
and i use what i know, look at my shoe box now
you coppin’ from them lames.. wishin’ and hopin’
n+gga, park your car.. ’cause my shop is open
if you demand it, i’ll supply it
any kinda drug you want, you can buy it
i got bows of that kush and grams of that hard
i got a good hand and i play my cards
catch me on bentler, catch me on woodbine
m+one sell twenties and up, but i’ll sell you a dime
on thе real.. i’m not trynna to start sh+t
but debbie told mе m+one’s dope is garbage
[hook]
i got rocks, blows, park ya car
ganz in jars
and xanax bars
i got rocks, blows, park ya car
sp+ce age hustler, re+up on mars
i got rocks, blows, park ya car
straight drop, turn pg to rated r
i got rocks, blows, park ya car
them other n+ggas work ain’t up to par

[verse 2]
if you a woman with no money, go see m+one
pull your panties down, let that n+gga f+ck ’til he cum
but he ain’t business minded, he a p+ssy fiend
his rocks is mostly baking soda, his blows is kerosene
zach only sell powder, but he snort so don’t trust him
take a few tenths out of yo pack.. less for you, more for him
jamie’s brother cj got a sack, but he flaky and fickle
his twenties look like dimes, his dimes look like nickels
i’m the exact opposite, i don’t play dirty
my dimes look like twenties, my twenties look like thirties
sell you a fifty, but only charge you forty
sidewalk executive, the new barry gordy
my trap is motown, seven mile and bentler
a.k.a. blowtown, a.k.a. crack town
i’m sl!ck like lotion
wit’ cancer emotions
smile, cry, real fake
live, die, give, take
[hook]
i got rocks, blows, park ya car
ganz in jars
and xanax bars
i got rocks, blows, park ya car
sp+ce age hustler, re+up on mars
i got rocks, blows, park ya car
straight drop, turn pg to rated r
i got rocks, blows, park ya car
them other n+ggas work ain’t up to par

- g twilight lyrics

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