Mrs. Parker

Lyrics
[Intro] Turn it the fuck up around this motherfucker (Tre Trax, I think we got one, haha) (It's Trax season bruh) When you gon' let me fuck, Ms. Parker? [Chorus] Ms. Parker, Ms. Parker I heard the berry taste sweeter when it's darker (Ah) Ms. Parker, Ms. Parker Pretty like Beyoncé bank on Carter (Yeah) Ms. Parker, Ms. Parker I'm the only one, ain't gotta look no farther (Ah) Ms. Parker, Ms. Parker But you not the one for me, boy, next caller (Yeah) [Verse 1] Ms. Parker, Ms. Parker (Hey, baby) Put it on him when he leave from the barber Kitty on agua, runnin' like water But I can never let him hit first quarter (Nah) Y'all my sons now, I'm lookin' for a daughter (Daughter) Ain't nothin' for free, place your order (Order) I like up top niggas, New Yorkers (Top niggas) Yankee swag and he know how to score Drop my panties to the floor, Christian Dior (Dior, whore) A lady in the store, at home I'm a whore (Whore, whore) Try some new things, don't be a bore (Bore) Let's play a game, settle the score (Ah) I'm a diamond in the rough, not a ruby (Mm) Make him yabadabadoo like Scooby I'm a gold member, let's get groovy Thick like a milk shake, sweet like a smoothie (Ah) [Chorus] Ms. Parker, Ms. Parker I heard the berry taste sweeter when it's darker (Ah) Ms. Parker, Ms. Parker Pretty like Beyoncé bank on Carter (Yeah) Ms. Parker, Ms. Parker I'm the only one, ain't gotta look no farther (Ah) Ms. Parker, Ms. Parker But you not the one for me, boy, next caller (Yeah) [Verse 2] Child, Felicia fuckin' Debo too (Damn) Stop playin' guess who, can't slang, boy boo Pay my bills, I call you daddy, I'm saditty wit' a fatty I'll be classy, I'll be snappy, pussy pink, P Valley Come and join the dream team and my neck and wrist bling Make you holler, make you sing, only if money ain't a thing Slow down, I'm tryna go another round Smack smack smack, he love the macaroni sound Pipe down, I don't wanna hear a sound (Nah) That's this ass clappin', got cake by the pound Now shall I process? Yes, indeed Presidential car please, double R me Now shall I process? Yes, indeed Bust it wide, make him smile like he Chuck E. Cheese Shall I proceed? I sure will Look with your eyes but can't cop a feel [Chorus] Ms. Parker, Ms. Parker I heard the berry taste sweeter when it's darker (Ah) Ms. Parker, Ms. Parker Pretty like Beyoncé bank on Carter (Yeah) Ms. Parker, Ms. Parker I'm the only one, ain't gotta look no farther (Ah) Ms. Parker, Ms. Parker But you not the one for me, boy, next caller (Yeah) [Chorus] Ms. Parker, Ms. Parker (Ms. Parker, hoe) I heard the berry taste sweeter when it's darker (Ow) Ms. Parker, Ms. Parker (Ms. Parker, bitch) Pretty like Beyoncé bank on Carter (Yeah) Ms. Parker, Ms. Parker (Ms. Parker) I'm the only one, ain't gotta look no farther (Ow) Ms. Parker, Ms. Parker (Ms. Parker) But you not the one for me, boy, next caller (See ya) [Outro] Hey, Ms. Parker (Hi boys) When you gon' let me fuck, Ms. Parker? (What you say honey?) Huh? Nothing Ms. Parker, Ms. Parker Put it on him good when he leave from the barber
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Credits
- Writers
- Saucy Santana