(1) American rap producer… Read Full Bio ↴There are several artists using this name:
(1) American rap producer DJ Mustard (born as Dijon Isaiah McFarlane on June 5, 1990 in Los Angeles, California). Mustard is well-known for his producer tag "Mustard on the beat, ho", said by YG. He has produced hit singles for artists such as Tyga, YG, Kendrick Lamar, Rihanna, Fergie, Big Sean, Tinashe, Jeremih, and Lil Dicky.
(2) MUSTARD is a drummer from London, a vocalist from Oslo, two guitarists from Kortgard and a bassist from Bergen. http://www.mustardband.com
(3) Mustard is a 4-piece Christchuch (New Zealand) band playing their own psychedelic blues folk rock. Formed in 2005 they have been playing the local live scene and with the recent addition of keyboard extroadinaire Tim Driver they have begun recording their debut album for release in 2007 through local label She'll be Right records. http://www.myspace.com/mustardnz & http://youtube.com/mustardnz
(4) A glam rock group from the UK who released one single โ Good Time Cominโ โ in 1974.
(5) Indie Rock band from The Croydon (UK) area. Recorded throughout the 90s but missed out on that exclusive record deal. http://www.myspace.com/mustardrock
(6) Daniel Mustard, a homeless man who came onto Opie and Anthonyโs Sirius XM radio show in December 2009 blew the minds of everyone in the building with a unique and extremely soulful rendition of Radioheadโs Creep. http://vimeo.com/8132302
Parking Lot
Mustard Lyrics
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Away, away
Away, away, away, away
Away, away
Away, away, away, away
(Mustard on the beat, ho)
5 am in the parkin' lot (yeah)
Four black trucks takin' parkin' spots (yeah)
She reached in my pants to see I'm soft or not (not)
I'm hard as a motherfucker, Scott La Rock (Rock)
I gave her good dick, the type her heart'll stop (heart'll stop)
Them ass shots on her make an artist drop (artist)
Nigga, damn
Nigga, damn (ayy, ayy, yeah)
Nigga, damn
12 am at the crib goin' ham (at the crib)
Rollin' green, countin' bacon, Sam, I am him (him)
Windmillin' through the crowd, fan by fan (by fan)
Remember how we used to do it hand by hand then?
Five niggas, one gram, we split it twenty, damn
Not your average citizens, we're movin' like some immigrants
All these damn Xans, it be hard to remember when
Out at Lake Olympia, Jason used to whip the Benz (yeah)
Drop me off at Meadow Creek, I took the boat to River Bend (yeah)
I said it ain't no comin' back, no way I thought I'd lose a twin (twin)
Goin' up another M
Blowin' up will never end
Slowin' up, oh, never then
Goin' dumb will never end
Pourin' up will never end
Tore it up and go again
Used to be just me and twin
Now it's her and all her friends, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, ayy, ayy
5 am in the parkin' lot
Four black trucks takin' parkin' spots
She reached in my pants to see I'm soft or not (it's lit)
I'm hard as a motherfucker, Scott La Rock (it's lit)
I gave her good dick, the type her heart'll stop (it's)
Them ass shots on her make an artist drop
Nigga, damn (lit)
Nigga, damn (ayy, ayy, yeah)
Nigga, damn
Keisha got a G5 body (body)
Tisha know how to ride that stick like a 'Rari ('Rari, yeah)
Tina walk around with a back like a Hummer (yeah)
Dropped out of school to get the bag and go dumber (dumber)
Was in med school, now the meds make the number (oh)
Outside, bold and beautiful for the summer
She don't wait on men, but wait a min' for the summer (wait)
Sittin' in the 7, goin' on my tenth summer (mm, yeah)
Owe it to my fans how we doin' these numbers (mm)
Way I lay the pipe, might quit the job and be a plumber (mm, let's)
Whip the land a lot, but we treat it like a Tundra (yeah)
Tour 'round my city, let me show ya (yeah)
Got the basement lookin' like the forest (yeah)
She seen the whips, now she tryna park some (yeah)
Ayy, ayy, ayy (lit)
5 am in the parkin' lot
Four black trucks takin' parkin' spots
She reached in my pants to see I'm soft or not (it's lit)
I'm hard as a motherfucker, Scott La Rock (it's lit)
I gave her good dick, the type her heart'll stop (it's)
Them ass shots on her make an artist drop
Nigga, damn (lit)
Nigga, damn (ayy, ayy)
Nigga, damn
Away, away, away, away
Away, away
Away, away, away, away
Away, away
In the song "Parking Lot" by Mustard, the recurring theme of being away symbolizes a sense of detachment or distance from certain realities or situations. This detachment is emphasized by the repetition of the word "away" and creates a mood of escapism or disconnection. The lyrics also touch on the concept of being physically present but emotionally absent, as demonstrated by the singer being in a parking lot at 5 am, a time when most people are asleep. This setting suggests a liminal space where unconventional or hidden activities take place, setting the stage for the exploration of complex and possibly taboo themes.
As the narrative unfolds, the singer describes encounters in the parking lot that are fraught with tension and intensity. The references to black trucks, sexual encounters, and illicit substances create a gritty and raw atmosphere. The line "I gave her good dick, the type her heart'll stop" juxtaposes physical pleasure with potential emotional consequences, hinting at reckless behavior and the allure of danger. The imagery of ass shots on a woman leading to an artist dropping alludes to the transformative power of physical beauty and its ability to captivate and inspire others.
The lyrics also delve into memories and reflections on past experiences, such as rolling green and counting bacon, which symbolize wealth and indulgence. The mention of Xans and blurred memories speaks to a hedonistic lifestyle marked by substance abuse and fleeting moments of pleasure. The references to specific locations like Lake Olympia and Meadow Creek add a sense of nostalgia and longing for simpler times, contrasting with the chaos and excess of the present.
Furthermore, the verses touch on themes of empowerment and self-expression through descriptions of Keisha, Tisha, and Tina, who defy societal norms and embrace their bodies and desires. The defiance of traditional expectations, such as dropping out of school to pursue personal goals, highlights a rebellious and independent spirit. The singer's contemplation of abandoning their job and becoming a plumber underscores a desire for a simpler and more fulfilling existence, free from societal pressures and expectations.
Overall, "Parking Lot" by Mustard is a complex and multi-layered exploration of escapism, recklessness, nostalgia, and empowerment. The vivid imagery, gritty realism, and introspective musings make the song a compelling reflection on the complexities of modern life and the allure of living on the edge.
Line by Line Meaning
5 am in the parkin' lot
The early hours of the morning while in a parking lot
Four black trucks takin' parkin' spots
Four large vehicles occupying parking spaces
She reached in my pants to see I'm soft or not (not)
She checked to see if I was aroused or not
I'm hard as a motherfucker, Scott La Rock
I am very aroused, like Scott La Rock
I gave her good dick, the type her heart'll stop
I gave her great sexual satisfaction
Them ass shots on her make an artist drop
Her enhanced buttocks attract attention
12 am at the crib goin' ham
Late at night at home feeling lively and excited
Rollin' green, countin' bacon, Sam, I am him
Handling money, counting cash, I am the one
Windmillin' through the crowd, fan by fan
Navigating through people, one fan at a time
Remember how we used to do it hand by hand then?
Do you recall how we worked together closely?
Five niggas, one gram, we split it twenty, damn
Sharing drugs among a group of five people
Not your average citizens, we're movin' like some immigrants
We are not ordinary, we are moving discreetly
All these damn Xans, it be hard to remember when
The abundance of drugs makes it difficult to recall
Out at Lake Olympia, Jason used to whip the Benz
At Lake Olympia, Jason used to drive the Benz
I said it ain't no comin' back, no way I thought I'd lose a twin
I believed I wouldn't see a return, losing a close friend
Goin' up another M
Achieving another million dollars
Blowin' up will never end
Continuing to grow and succeed
Slowin' up, oh, never then
Never slowing down or stopping
Goin' dumb will never end
Acting foolishly will continue
Pourin' up will never end
Drinking alcohol will persist
Tore it up and go again
Destroying something and starting anew
Used to be just me and twin
It used to only be me and a close friend
Keisha got a G5 body
Keisha has a fit and attractive body
Tina walk around with a back like a Hummer
Tina has a large and sturdy physique
Dropped out of school to get the bag and go dumber
Left education to pursue money and ignorance
Was in med school, now the meds make the number
Used to study medicine, now using drugs frequently
Way I lay the pipe, might quit the job and be a plumber
My sexual prowess could lead me to change careers
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Expressing excitement or agreement
Away, away, away, away
Continuing to distance oneself
Lyrics ยฉ Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Dijon McFarlane, Jacques Webster, Keanu Torres, Quintin Gulledge, Stefano Bauer, Nicholas Balding
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@Elluzhen
"Mustard on the beat ho, freak ho๐ญ" can't get this outa my head now๐ญ
@zenivis3093
thats not even how it goes it's "deebo" not "freak ho" ๐
@Trozarttt
he did not say freak ho lol
@hussaynchaudhry
Ovhoe
@yuog6224
Kendrickใ ใช
@quentinflacko24
"Say drake i heared you like em young"๐ i random think about it
@justanormaIdud3
travis came out jail for this one
@JaMorantBiggerArm
OMG YOU'RE BACK ๐ฃ๐ฃโผ๏ธโผ๏ธโผ๏ธ
@thatindiankid
change the pfp back to his mugshot
@1kennylo
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