Christopher Dijon-LaRoy Parker (born September 10, 1988) known professionally as Chris Parker, is an American songwriter, rapper and producer from Chicago, Illinois. He is also the founder and CEO of the record label SelfMadeGlory. For Booking/Features/Beat Submissions email: _Email not available. Sign in: https://www.twine.net/signup_ _Website not available. Sign in: https://www.twine.net/signup_/chrisparker (Serious Inquiries Only)

Christopher Parker

Christopher Dijon-LaRoy Parker (born September 10, 1988) known professionally as Chris Parker, is an American songwriter, rapper and producer from Chicago, Illinois. He is also the founder and CEO of the record label SelfMadeGlory. For Booking/Features/Beat Submissions email: _Email not available. Sign in: https://www.twine.net/signup_ _Website not available. Sign in: https://www.twine.net/signup_/chrisparker (Serious Inquiries Only)

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Christopher Dijon-LaRoy Parker (born September 10, 1988) known professionally as Chris Parker, is an American songwriter, rapper and producer from Chicago, Illinois. He is also the founder and CEO of the record label SelfMadeGlory.

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    uniE603 Chris Parker - She Bad (Radio Edit) #SelfMadeGlory
    Chris Parker - She Bad Produced by Louis Emanuel Beats https://www.twine.net/signin SelfMadeGlory audio Hiphop Rap
    uniE603 Chris Parker - She Bad #SelfMadeGlory
    Chris Parker - She Bad Produced by Louis Emanuel Beats https://www.twine.net/signin Lyrics: Chorus] She bad, don't you see that ass on her She bad, I would smash and never pass on her She bad, throw this cash on her She bad, she gone make me spend my last on her That girl is bad Lil mama bad She know she bad (yea yea) That girl is bad Lil mama bad She know she bad She Bad She Bad Verse 1] She don't model just for Instagram Come and pop a bottle with a business man I could put you and yo team on Wake up in the morning, this her theme song Chorus] She bad, don't you see that ass on her She bad, I would smash and never pass on her She bad, throw this cash on her She bad, she gone make me spend my last on her That girl is bad Lil mama bad She know she bad (yea yea) That girl is bad Lil mama bad She know she bad She Bad She Bad Verse 2] College girl bounce that ratchet ass Know I got that work I'm tryin'a check a bag Love the way she whip her hair and bend it over I don't care who you came with I'm trying to get to know ya Let her do some dick and do some drugs Niggaz tryin'a penetrate inside the club Leave with me turn up the city aye Beat that pussy 50 shades of grey 2 cell phones, I don't miss a play She kissing her, she kissing her, man all my shawtys gay Way she dancing on me she just might be future bae You never seen her, all I gotta say is Chorus] She bad, don't you see that ass on her She bad, I would smash and never pass on her She bad, throw this cash on her She bad, she gone make me spend my last on her That girl is bad Lil mama bad She know she bad (yea yea) That girl is bad Lil mama bad She know she bad SelfMadeGlory audio Hiphop Rap
    uniE603 Chris Parker - Time to Myself
    Chris Parker - Time to Myself Produced by John Domit https://www.twine.net/signin Lyrics: Verse1] My nigga trying to feed his daughter from the state pen Shooters on the payroll - I just say when When you busy making money- hard to make friends You ain't my bro - don't call me bro - we ain't gone fake kin You the type that always talk about what they spend I'm the type to dap a nigga 'fo we shake hands Coolin with the same squad - no replacements Haters love to put themselves in conversations Boy be careful when you talking down on made men I remember just recording in the basement When that check come in that mail - I holla amen You ain't talking 'bout no money then you boring me yea - I come regulate like Warren G Might go have to catch a body when I'm frustrated Status is no longer average - you been updated Money make them pretty bitches treat you like a king I remember when this rapping shit was just dream You know I grind to make sure SMG will rank supreme Been through hell - I came out coolin' off my self esteem I'm in my own lane - so I make my own moves I know you are not the boss so you is gone lose I dont understand these niggaz - I dont understand Self snitching - you put grams on ya Instagram We know you are not the boss - you do what you can My dog pull the pistol out - silence of the lambs Kill you first then pray about it when we out the jam (Lord... please forgive us for our sins) SelfMade - self paid - I made myself great Ally oop the Raybans - throw myself shade All these diamonds dancing on me - you should see the watch And I don’t need a watch to tell you bitch its me o’clock Had to make time for myself Spent 900 for the belt Dripping like I’m Michael Phelps Keep the fire - I make ‘em melt Missionary me on top - when we fuck - she need some help They come first and I came twelfth I get up - get to the wealth Tryin to infiltrate the circle just to double cross me Got ya BM in my DM - trying catch some offspring Shorty aint even my type but she so legit She the shit - won’t say shit- know how to use a stick SMG verse anything - thats a slaughter nigga Bout to throw a K on anything I charge a nigga SMG verse anything - thats a slaughter nigga Bout to throw a K on anything I charge a nigga (Parker Nigga) SelfMadeGlory audio Hiphop Rap
    uniE603 Chris Parker - How You Wanna Get It #SelfMadeGlory
    Chris Parker - How You Wanna Get It https://www.twine.net/signin Lyrics: Intro] Hit the club- T'up with my squad- get my mac on Girl you gotta body I would drop a couple racks on Way you talking to me- we can be each other's backbone Fly you out to see me- you'll never wanna go back home Fly you out to see me- you'll never wanna go back home Champagne spilling- Dom Perignon bath foam Let this money rain on ya body til them stacks gone Verse] I'm just wanna drink a lil bit and hear some rap songs Party with a fine ass chick and take a cab home Nigga mad at me- in his feelings- up in that zone Picture for the gram with his bitch- hope it last long Throw it back... Throw it back to me- she showing me what to grab on Shorty want the drugs- know a plug- hit the trap phone I don't even smoke but I know my nigga pack strong Loudest of the loud Like you see me on stage and crowd straight going buck wild I could fuck you right now In the middle of the day or when the sun go down When I make you scream out Say you haven't had that kinda feeling in a while When it's bout to go down Hit it so good- that I make me proud When I get behind that big ma'fucker When I get behind that big ma'fucker Nigga gotta smile each time I fuck her Have her turn around- eat the booty like supper (just playing trick) We can joke a bit and get our laugh on Have you twerk for me while I'm getting my relax on In the bedroom- no talking- no chat zone Get that ass slapped on- hair pulled- back blown Good Lord- make me work for it You kept it on lock- now it's worth more Work for it Make me wanna dedicate a verse toward it Sit in church for it When I die- come back to Earth for it Good Lord- make me work for it You kept it on lock- now it's worth more Work for it Make me wanna dedicate a verse toward it Sit in church for it When I die- come back to Earth for it yea.. tell yo man its a wrap holmes Couple us'ie pics in the mirror with the flash on Poll dance freak- I'll give you something to clap on Emoji with the tongue- say she can't wait to give that dome Hit it from the back- send emoji back- black chrome Mean I'm killing shit- radio and gold magnums We can fuck to Trey Songz then we fuck to trap songs How You Wanna Get It audio Hiphop Rap
    uniE603 Chris Parker - Update #SelfMadeGlory
    Chris Parker - Update https://www.twine.net/signin Lyrics: Verse:] We haven't spoke in six months You see me rolling up blunts You see this drank in my cup You think I'm caught in this mess Before you judge you should just wish me the best I know it's all for success The people, the liquor, the drugs, the clubs, the money, the drama, I promise I won't self destruct I'll just adjust I know I'm not like rest I know myself is to blame Just look how far that I've came You know I'm with so and so who I refuse to name I keep them hoes entertained Not enough beat to explain You see the squad never changed Just a few words been exchanged Just a few chicks been exchanged Priorities rearranged Trap niggaz free from them chains You say these niggaz influenced me/ You swear them bitches have ruined me/ You still upset about you and me You went from boo to boo-hoo'ing me You see a missed opportunity Cut the bs like a truancy Now when I walk in- no who is he- bitch I'ma God Aye man- I don't know a man going this hard in my city- now every head nod audio Hiphop Rap music
    uniE603 Chris Parker - Outta Love
    Chris Parker - Outta Love https://www.twine.net/signin Lyrics: Chorus] I can feel my lil heart turning cold We were supposed to be together till we old But I’m so Outta Love She know how to make me feel like the one Even told them who I’m getting pussy from Look what I’ve done Outta Love Remember when I use to treat you like a queen Now I’m putting money over everything Sing if you Outta Love And even though it feel good when we fuck Sometimes I don’t wanna give it up Cause I’m still Outta Love Verse] You were my favorite the one wanted to stay with Now I look at you as something basic Hate to say this I’m Outta Love Already told you don’t diss me over no social Now I’m dissing you and going global Yea you know who Outta Love I made a way when I didn’t have that much to give Kept my word brought Christmas to your kids Really did it Outta Love You turning up leave the club drunk as shit Cheat on me and claim it was an accident Yea I’m done Outta Love You lied to me when I fucking knew the truth Can’t believe I thought I saw different in you Yea we through Outta Love Thank God I never to let you meet my momma Lord knows that I saved myself some drama Hell yea I’m Outta Love No disrespect I’m not foolin with ya fam Nor ya friends you won’t put me in no jams Bitch yea I’m Outta Love And even you though you messed this relationship up You still bang my line to get up in them guts Sorry but I’m Outta Love I feel sorry for whoever is my next Cause I still lack emotion when I sex like I’m still Outta Love I need a woman that’s gon only be with me Keep it G’ and get freaky in them sheets while she teach me how to love You don’t know how many nights I prayed for you Or the sacrifices that I made for you Stayed for you Outta Love No lie we were much better friends Now I never wanna to hear from you again This the end Outta Love SelfMadeGlory audio Hiphop Rap