In the Lot - Lex Luger, Curren$y

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

Hundred thousand dollar cars in the parking lot

Might purple Bape my Wraith, paint it camouflage grape

Jamming a screw tape with a jernt in my face

All of this was God’s grace, He put me in this place

I get high pray everyday riding up a one way

The direction I’m heading wherever the bread is

These niggas tryna sound like us and they really from my section

Real hustlers in the world is linking up and connecting

An organized movement is a dangerous weapon

Drop back like Tom Brady’s I made the assist

In the field they try to play but they never catch me

They styles too messy and I’m too ready

This cake penny Andretti nigga my chain too heavy

Hundred thousand dollar cars in the parking lot

Big dogs in here ain’t no pups allowed

Hundred thousand dollar cars in the parking lot

We brought some real bitches with us ain’t no thots allowed

No ain’t no thots allowed

No ain’t no pups allowed

Hundred thousand dollar cars in the parking lot

Yeah they cost a lot, know what I’m talking about

Thats hundred thousand dollar cars in the parking lot

Shit so new they didn’t know what to call it

All they saw is a 2 door and it came with a spoiler

The Dealer want twelve hundred dollar just to change the oil

Luxury tax just the cost of balling

Three cellphones darling I still can’t call it

She want an explanation I ain’t got nothing for it

I got the Azure I got the Allure they in the garage

Vintage money cars in storage I’m making room for more

Hundred thousand dollar cars bitch

Casualties of this fucking drug war bitch

Yeah uh we wasn’t born rich

We just rappers without a cause

Word to James dean