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Heavy Chevys

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Heavy Chevys

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Yeah

Yeah

Come on (Hey)

PSC, Uh

(Yall niggas) What (Yall niggas)

What Pimp Squad shortay

What you know about them

What they know?

You don't know about them

(They don't know, they don't know)

Now what you really know about them?

(What it is) Yeen know about them

(Them heavy chevys shortay)

Yeen know about them (heavy chevy shortay)

Now how you tame a young baller

That rides Surburbans, Caprises

Candy Impalas, Rasberry Monte Carlos

That barks like a rottweiler

Off the collar

Addicted to hustlin

And stackin mighty dollars

O holla

When you hear the Chevy beatin down the street

Beatin so hard

The chris is wastin on my mink seats

To get a rim posted corner

Call me 10 G's

The same as the Chevy platinum emblem on my keys

Wit the diamond against the trim

A young ass nigga wit a Louis V rim

A sporty young shorty wit the Gucci shades dim

These hoes mistaken me for being they pimp

They said baby couldn't see you pass them shiny rims

I'ma cool little daddy

Bitch i never been a simp

And if you choose a hoe you need to hop on in

And if you aint bitch you need to ride wit him

Cuz i'm pimpin

Yeah, we ridin in them heavy Chevys, them heavy Chevys

On them D's and them Vogues

When we shinin on them hoes

Yeah, we ridin in them heavy Chevys, them heavy Chevys

Beatin hard in the park when we rollin wit the squad

Now if you heard from me

You gon feel something hot to the third degree

Coming down yo street in a black capris

Wit a fine ass freak in the passengers seat

Yall fake niggas don't know the half of me

I spit pimp game automatically

Don't be mad at me

Cuz i'm finally coming up in the industry

And the 44 singing on the triple D's

Plug not the underground celebrities

Mac Bone my partna keepin the beat

Heat it up like a cook out

When the sun falls

Yall niggas better look out

Your rap careers over

I put a hook down

Like you better pallow

Ride and swerve while my niggas follow

Hoes wobblin and start slobbin

Bobbin on the dick until they swallow

Speedometer, broken doors

Smokin body, dented windows

Tinted bended round the corner leanin

In the steamin screamin demons

Spillin liquor, yeah nigga

Blowin tall off the wall

Burning rubber leavin foul

Muthafucka how you ride

Choppin blades wit triple golds

Stay away from camilton rolls

Playa cause I'm riding old

It aint no thang to take them vogues

Jack it up, strip it down

Had the freshest car in town

Pimpin cuz I'm bout my crown

Hey shortay whats that knockin sound

Yeah, we ridin in them heavy Chevys, them heavy Chevys

On them D's and them Vogues

When we shinin on them hoes

Yeah, we ridin in them heavy Chevys, them heavy Chevys

Beatin hard in the park when we rollin wit the squad

T.I.P and P.S is fresher than new S-S's

Triple doors and vogues shinin like some treasure chests

I got a fetish

I aint gettin in it boy unless it's

Got them little blue boxes off in the head restes

I bet it's wood in the dash

Duel in the ass

Get an Impala

Holla watch me (skirrrt)

When I pass

I'm buring rubber in your yard

Diggin up ya grass

Drag racin four fifty four

Thats what make it fast

I hit the gas

And I mash on it in a flash

Throw it in the gutter

Buy another if it crash

That's petty cash

I parlay all day in a Cheverlay

Pearsjay wit a face bright as heavens day

I'm beatin fo' tens in the flo then

Hit the store then for some more Hen (Hey Dub)

Pull a hoe and four friends

Dubs still spinnin wit a gold grill in it

White leather guts

Wipe up wit ya spill in it

Still trillin out here

Yeah, we ridin in them heavy Chevys, them heavy Chevys

On them D's and them Vogues

When we shinin on them hoes

Yeah, we ridin in them heavy Chevys, them heavy Chevys

Beatin hard in the park when we rollin wit the squad

Yeah

T.I.P. shortay

PSC shortay

Pimp Squad

DP

Mac Boney, A-K

Big Kuntry shortay

Ya'll aint ready

We ridin in them Chevys

T.V's and DVD's in them Chevys

Come on and let the dish ride

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