Pull out the nigga (Well if dey gon' 'em out, what years dey need to pull out Trick?) Pull out da 71's, 72's, 70tre (Ha, Ha, Well em who ya is shawty) Don Dadda, Rida (See what did, I said, imma go and get me a ill nigga who kno bout muthafuckin chevys, inside and out, the muthafuckin digi-dash to da muthafuckin pipes) You believe it (You who it is, Trick Daddy, Yung Joc, Lets Go)
I like the way, the grill on my Chevrolet smile(The grill on my smile) I like the way, the rims on my go round(The rims on my Chevy go round) I Like the way, the top on my Chevy go down(The top on my go down) I like the way, the Chevy make the girls go wild(The make the girls go wild)
(Yung Joc) 64 Ssm, 24 Asante's dead fresh pimp You Im ridin peanut butter, naw thats chocolate chip I love the way da paint drip, the way da paint flip Got the antique step, lamp 415 Beatin wit the 2 amps way wit the butterfly, doors on suicide, 5 percent tint keep dem hoes guessin who inside Now da mad cus my beat down low Now da mad cus dey freaks down low Yeah da color scheme match dese new Gucci on da seats like my grandma's sofa.
I like the way, the grill on my Chevrolet smile(The grill on my smile) I the way, the rims on my Chevy go round(The rims on my Chevy go round) I Like the way, the top on my go down(The top on my Chevy go down) I the way, the Chevy make the girls go wild(The Chevy make the girls go wild)
(Trick Daddy) I got da work to match da hard top, out da supermart Err'where i go dey follow da car Yo, I hit a right, dey hit a I hit da gas and leave dey ass 4 or 5 lights Gettin followed by dese bougie broads, dey like da car Dey dig my swag, too bad bitch, dis aint for Dis for dem bottom bitches, all about da dolla Independent, but love wit real niggas Dis for my thug nuggas, rich drug dealin My trap stars wit big and fast cars Donk ridin, trunk poundin, Glass-housing, now some real down south shit
I like the way, the grill on my smile(The grill on my chevrolet smile) I like the way, the rims on my go round(The rims on my Chevy go round) I Like the way, the top on my Chevy go down(The top on my go down) I the way, the Chevy make the girls go wild(The Chevy make the girls go wild)
(Yung Joc) Da on my Chevy like tv juggins so bright, you can see me comin Say you race, playboy we can run it Say you got a hemi, my out run it I hope you got navigation cus you lost Police you smokin good, thats just my exhaust get some anti-freeze and let cha shit cool off Minks on my flo' bitch, take ya off Treat my like a lac, dont slam my doors Im ridin like a mac, full of ho's I got a cush pack, we gon blow this oathe Mattafact seat back, and ride out slow
I like the way, the grill on my Chevrolet smile(The grill on my smile) I the way, the rims on my Chevy go round(The rims on my Chevy go round) I the way, the top on my Chevy go down(The top on my Chevy go down) I like the way, the Chevy the girls go wild(The Chevy make the girls go wild)
Come Wit Me, If U Wanna See What Im Ridin On I Might Even U Home, I Might Even Take U Home
In My Chevy... (What'chu On ?) Dubs (What'chu Ridin On ?) (What'chu On ?) Tres (What'chu Ridin On ?) (What'chu On ?) Sixes (What'chu Ridin On ?) (What'chu Ridin On ?) Listen To I Say (What'chu Ridin On ?) (What'chu Ridin On ?) (What'chu Ridin On ?) (What'chu On ?) Fours (What'chu Ridin On ?) (What'chu On ?) Eights (What'chu On ?) U Can Call Me A Chevy-Weight!