"In The Parks" lyrics
"Let's dance!"
Walked up Dr. Jay's, five niggas with Ks
Son, they're feelin' ya waves, it's like mayonnaise
Old people love you, corns on their feet
Fifteen, twenty deep, you walked in, cross streets
Walk 'em through red lights, Shaolin through Crown Heights
Even had 'em on bikes, they was starting fights
New Year's had 'em all drunk, lazy-eye Milton
Found a pump, tired of busting 'em
Scotty snatched Janet's wig off, that night, shit got hectic
Barbara Jean fuckin' old man Shet
Good God, shit's real as a fuck, throw a buck
On Chuckle-Up, Thunderbird in cuffs
Skeeter with no teeth, night-train lips
Beefin' with police, Grady hit knees
Dude blew a bag with him, he got butt-naked in the 'villes
Plus he fucked a whitey in the hill
Throw a buck on, Chuckle-Up, Thunderbird in cuffs
Walked up Dr. Jay's, five niggas with Ks
Son, they're feelin' ya waves, it's like mayonnaise
Old people love you, corns on their feet
Fifteen, twenty deep, you walked in, cross streets
Walk 'em through red lights, Shaolin through Crown Heights
Even had 'em on bikes, they was starting fights
New Year's had 'em all drunk, lazy-eye Milton
Found a pump, tired of busting 'em
Scotty snatched Janet's wig off, that night, shit got hectic
Barbara Jean fuckin' old man Shet
Good God, shit's real as a fuck, throw a buck
On Chuckle-Up, Thunderbird in cuffs
Skeeter with no teeth, night-train lips
Beefin' with police, Grady hit knees
Dude blew a bag with him, he got butt-naked in the 'villes
Plus he fucked a whitey in the hill
Throw a buck on, Chuckle-Up, Thunderbird in cuffs
Writer(s): Tarik L. Collins, Dennis David Coles, Adam King Feeney, Tommy James, Peter P. Lucia
