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(Intro)

Remix! (Rick Ross)
Remix! (Rick Ross)
Remix! (Rick Ross)
Chevy Ridin Boy (Yo Gotti)
Its Ross (Rick Ross)
Mon E. G. (Mon E. G.)
Its Mon E. G. (Rick Ross)
Ross (Mon E. G.)
Its Ross (Rick Ross)
Mon E. G. (Mon E. G.)
And Mon E. G. (Rick Ross)
Yo Gotti! (Yo Gotti)

(Yo Gotti)
I my first Chevy 73'
I was 17 ridin wit a B
It was money green, fat boy triple
Tha 20's era, right when we ridin fo's
Lamb'd up ride, 30 inch rims
6 feet off tha ground it hard fa you ta see inside
Surround sound a motion picture
rims got my ocean spinnas
Hit a button, car up
Notha button, do' up
People lookin, tha fuck
What is that, a car or
Hit tha lot, tha top
Bitch jump in, ta block
VIP done killed tha club, headed ta my otha
Mashin off 454, look Im passin off
Rubba burnin, yawl
damn near fallin off
Yo Gotti, hell naw I aint
So I wanna my haters ta my 100 grand Chevy

(Chorus 2x)
Chevy high boy (Mon E. G.)
My Chevy fly (Yo Gotti)
Got me and yo mama (Mon E. G.)
off in tha sky (Yo Gotti)
Mon E. G. (Mon E. G.)
Yo (Yo Gotti)
Its Rickey (Rick Ross)
No lie (Mon E. G.)
Its tha (Mon E. G.)
Chevy Anthem Remix, my Chevy High (Yo Gotti)
Yes Sir! (Mon E. G.)

(Mon E. G.)
Chevy ridin high, blue candy make my teeth hurt
30's on them low pros, gas skee skurt
Suicide doors wit tha in tha floor
My whole arm icy, keep my dick in ya whore
You dont wanna race me at tha light, red green take flight
Glass packs loud pipes, tv's are too
Outta spite, Ima turn up tha sound ta ya music
Cocaine white charger, reminiscin tha Cool
2 done dipped, smashed out in tha glass house
West Coast mentallity, ta switch drop tha ass out
Im out on errthang, underdog, game, big block super fast, put that on errthang
You can call me like Sean, hit the bar team winnin
Feelin good like we winnin tha World in tha 9th innin
Free ya like John Lennon, interior blue lemon
Cuz Im to every sentence ball out like tha Pistons

(Chorus 2x)

(Rick Ross)
I started sellin weed of a 7-3
Dat cut it so fuck it we out here sellin keys
Now my roof suede, and my gator
I aint want tints, I like to see
We back to back, and we rollin slow
Whitney wit me, nigga Im talkin blow
You suckas talkin slow, im to who coppin mo
talkin sideways, thats what tha choppas fo
Sittin on them silver datins, bumpin that bigga
I blew out tha brains, fuck what them thinkin
Multi-millionaire, started wit crack
So when you hear them packs, its time to act up