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Park Bar Antics Ultimate 2 by Rondonjohnson ft. Ronathan Taylor Thomas

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Park Bar Antics Ultimate 2

Hip Hop,male vocals

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Lyrics
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(Verse 1)
Out at the bar with my niggas for real,
Sting’s slinking around, always ready to deal.
Dipping his fingers in everything he can,
While Sami's on the lookout for a short dick man.
(Chorus)
We’re tweaking and riffing, and smoking a spliff and,
some folks might fall in love.
With drinks in our hands, we’re raising a cheer,
This honky tonk Park Bar is down with the clear!
(Verse 2)
Diva’s snapping selfies, playing pool instead of working,
Soaren’s up to no good, but he’s about to get a prolific porking.
NayNay’s behind the bar, ready to call the law,
Her baby daddy Swipe, gambling it all…..letting Soaren take the FALLLLLLL.
(Chorus)
We’re tweaking and sucking, living like rats
Under the bar someone’s trading sacks
With straws in our hands, we’re sniffing some blow,
This country boys dream bar is the place to go !
(Bridge)
Tommy in the corner, powdered nose aglow, looking for a cougar to share with some blow
Jackson outside looking in, taking it slow, he’s under protection for what he knows!
But inside this bar, we’re a wild, crazy bunch,
With sugar baby boys and prolific munch!
(Chorus)
We’re tweaking and freaking, starting a fight,
Under the new moon sky we are reaching all time heights.
With drinks in our meef, we’re grinding our teeth,
The park is a bar you won’t miss when it’s gone, but you just might queef. you might queef. you shut your meef if you’re gonna queef. the park park park park park park park
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(Verse 3)
Back at the bar where the faithful decay,
Smoke in the lights, same sins on replay.
Theo’s runnin’ tables, slick with a fiver,
Dillon’s too young, but the kid’s a survivor.
CJ’s playin’ Plinko, servin’ that snow,
Addie’s on watch sayin’, “Hell no, no.”
(Chorus)
We’re tweakin’, drinkin’, drownin’ our sins,
Say we’ll grow up but we dive right in.
Raise that glass to the ones who stay,
Park Bar baby—where the lost still play.
(Verse 4)
Addie’s layin’ law—“act grown or get gone,”
Bar bums laugh and they carry on.
Alyssa’s copyin’ Diva’s grin,
Tryna snatch Soaren while the room spins.
Bob rolls in on a longboard slide,
Bash in a beanie, ego wide.
Nay Nay and Swipe with their bundle o’ joy,
Still fightin’ dirty, still usin’ old ploys.
(Chorus)
We’re sniffin’, sippin’, losin’ our grip,
Hope for a hit, another sip.
Love in the stall, lies in the smoke,
Park Bar honey—redemption’s a joke.
(Bridge 2)
Sami’s blacked-out, rage in her tone,
’Cause Soaren called her old—now she’s throwin’ her phone.
Chloe’s doin’ bumps, camera in her hand,
Lookin’ for a partner to help her brand.
Theo’s countin’ cash, CJ’s eyes shine,
Dillon’s still prayin’ he makes it out fine.
(Outro)
Ron’s in the corner just watchin’ it fall,
Park Bar’s kingdom answerin’ last call.
Lights go low, and the ghosts still hum,
Same ol’ song—where the lost come numb.
You can leave these walls, but it stays in your vein,
Park Bar’s hell—but we love the pain.