Box Chevy II

Once upon a time in a land of 'Bama

I met a little girl with a bent antenna

I was on the skateboard cruisin' by

Seen her in the yard with a sale sign

Didn't have a dollar to take her to dinner

All I really wanted was a chance to get her

Went to my piggy bank shoebox then skated right back and put my...

(Look) I know you want 3 for her (But I got 2500 on in the cash)

Please nobody better deserves (To sit up in a box chevy like that)

Not a stall, not a pause, not a chirp when I turned the key, man, everything worked

And I think I gotta new girlfriend (Black on black white all dessert)

My box chevy thats my girlfriend

She's always ready, always ready to run

Box Chevy, thats my baby

Body so clean

I mean in back in my box

Chevy thats my girlfriend

She's always ready, always ready to run

Box Chevy, thats my baby

Body so clean

I mean in back in my box

Hello little baby, you're lookin' like a 10 with that there wax on

Funny how I never thought about another love, like uhh (Cadillac on route)

Or uhh (...)

At night I'm crazy, but little buddy you're such a lady (Gotta put rose pedals on your dashboard)

You never let me down, when we go to town

And you gotta beautiful sound, out the back of the pipes you breathe (Rum t-t-tum tum yessiree)

You never wanna get there in a hurry

You can run a corner with no swerving

I pull up and hop out of her lap quick with the AC blowin' out them snow flurries

(Cold in the woods, storms in the winter)

I just let her run under the hood

Let her get warm and then I enter

Can I re-introduce my buddy

Try not to let her get ugly

But if I gotta hit a ditch and dip this bitch

I'll leave a piggy muddy

My box chevy thats my girlfriend

She's always ready, always ready to run

Box Chevy, thats my baby

Body so clean

I mean in back in my box

Chevy thats my girlfriend

She's always ready, always ready to run

Box Chevy, thats my baby

Body so clean

I mean in back in my box

This is is my box, this ain't no Maybach

Ballers say "Why Yeler?"

Yeler says "Why not?"

Do it for time watch

My whip is timeless my address says classic address my box is your highness

Roll around the city with my girl

Come on everybody give me my love

I know I wanna make u hurl, so I keep a brown paper bag in the glove (...)

My bitch is better, whatever, baby

Hey hey greatness greatly my lady

(They can't persuede me to put in suede seats take off my hubcaps, that just ain't me)

Here we go again u and I ride off into the sun of an Alabama sky

Rum t-t tum tum, say bye bye!

My box chevy thats my girlfriend

She's always ready, always ready to run

Box Chevy, thats my baby

Body so clean

I mean in back in my box

Chevy thats my girlfriend

She's always ready, always ready to run

Box Chevy, thats my baby

Body so clean

I mean in back in my box