[Intro: T-Pain & Lil What up, up? So, y'know, I was thinkin', Y'know, we doin' the "He Rap He Sang" album, I figured That you N-O, right? Mhm, mhm Right, right, and I'm Florida Right, so I got a couple things to, like, you That you probably to know about Since you came to now I did And you know I'm sayin' You pretty much a certified boy Woo! So is it if, like, I just teach you a couple things you need to know? not much, all you gotta do is sit back, relax, take it in, you ready? No worries, no Alright, go
Heavy Chevys, heavy, Chevys, man (Bitch) Why are streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man? (Bitch) Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man Yeah, I like this, big bruh, fall it out Big, big paper, we ain't with no petty change Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man I see you, I I got this one, I think I got it Why are these streets but heavy Chevys, man? Y'know, I was 'bout, like, Trick Daddy And y'know, the real Dunk Heavy (Alright), heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man see what I got (T-Double) Big, big paper, we fuckin' with no petty change (Tha Bizness)
[Verse 1: So start with the '72 Chevelle, I know that 'Cause try to buy that bitch from me But I will sell, hell and highs and 4-12s 24 inches, seats, complete with the Pirells got baby blue 'gator scales Even on the of the seat, you can see the 'gator tail My shit hard as a shell Plus I got a motor that'll make them tires yell I was 11, dawg, I learned 'bout my Chevy, dawg I the Pirellis off, convertible, take it off my leather stayin' soft That's why I'm at the line, 'bout to take it off
Heavy Chevys, heavy, Chevys, man A'ight, see? (I see) You learn, big bruh (I see, I see) Why are these streets nothin' but Chevys, man? Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man Now, I kinda want you to come back and tell me you learned from my lesson (Okay) Y'know what I'm sayin'? Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no change Mhm, I'ma hittin' the weed first Heavy Chevys, heavy, Chevys, man Right, right (Can I hit that bitch one time, please?) Why are these streets but heavy Chevys, man? Oh, but of course, but of Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man But still, I need to know that you know that I know that you (Okay) Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no petty Let me get
[Verse 2: Lil Well, I went and got that new truck The one without the man step And I love that bitch so much, tomorrow I'ma wear the fan Speakers in the bed sound like I got help Beatin' down yo' block, leave you with a welt I used to a '64 a few years ago I had bitch on three wheels on one of my old videos Now I got a SS, I call it Cheerio But my neighbors call it "Please turn the stereo!" Now cut hoe up louder 24 karat gold pipes on the low See Pain, I knew a lil somethin', but thanks for the As a matter of fact, y'know what? buy you a Chevy
Heavy Chevys, heavy, Chevys, man Why are these streets but heavy Chevys, man? Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man See, see I ain't gon' lie, when I got to Florida Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no change I haven't saw that many Chevys in my Heavy Chevys, heavy, Chevys, man I to say "seen," but um Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, In the of Chevys Heavy Chevys, heavy, Chevys, man switch to T-Wayne and take it back
[Outro: Lil I said, a long, long ago I can still remember how that music to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance, I could make the dance And maybe they'd be for a while Oh, but February made me shiver with paper I deliver Bad news on the I take one more step I can't remember if I when I read about his widowed bride But somethin' touched me inside the day the music died So Ms. American Pie Drove my Chevy to the but the levee was dry And them good ol' boys was whiskey and rye Singin' be the day that I die, day that I die