[Yelawolf:]
Yelawolf and I feel like a king in my (BOX CHEVY)
Tell them other wack motherfuckers to get they (PINE BOX READY)
Catfish Billy is (DEADLY)
Don’t get slapped with the (MEDLEY)
Still sipping on Jack D till my neck and my head start feeling (HEAVY)
Doing 125 down I-29, really think I need to start slowing down
But I can’t cause I got a pretty little blonde thing sitting to my right that’s blowing me now
Oh yea she’s (HEADING ME) I think her name might be (BECKY)
I was bout to drop her off but I had to switch lanes to get the brain she (NECKED ME)
Awww naw do you come in twos, please choose a couple of friends that could hop in and cruise
Now we going (STEADY) but I’m not looking for (LONGEVITY)
Pipes in the back, the lights of the night reflect sights trough the dash, I’m nice to ride pass
My wheels are super clean, paint job it glitters and gleams
And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (MY BOX CHEVY)
This whip is built for Queens and you wanna be seen with a King
Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (MY BOX CHEVY)
Tilted off Jim Bean, sittin’ low, to the side I lean
And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (MY BOX CHEVY)
This whip is built for Queens and you wanna be seen with a King
Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (MY BOX CHEVY)
[Rittz The Rapper:]
Fuck a limousine, I’d rather ride Caprices
My speakers vibrate the concrete beneath us
Ridin’ 85 northbound, shakin’ doors down
So I turn the speakers louder, pissin’ off polices
Fuck a five-star chick, got a pornstar bitch
Ridin’ shotgun with me, gettin’ so wet
Now she goin’ down on me givin’ roadhead
Bussin’ on her forehead then I take her back to the homestead
Peace, back in the Caprice took a sack of weed
And crumpled it inside a cognac blunt wrap
Then it’s time to jump back on the highway 85
Slumpin’ in my seat like I’m hunchback
And my Chevy lookin’ so dope
Old school Vogues on it got it floatin’ like a rowboat
Gold flakes in the candy paint drippin’ on the road
Drivin’ slow like a mothafuckin’ showboat, ho
Don’t act like you don’t hear me comin’
I got the Willis Drummond and it’s comin’ out the clarion
Twelves in the trunk, flatscreen TVs in the headrest with Something About Mary on, carry on
I be turnin’ heads every time when you see me in the Chevy
Man, it’s evident she car-struck
And I’m far from hard up so quit trippin’ like a bitch
And get in the car, slut, girl you know you wanna ride
[Yelawolf:]
My wheels are super clean, paint job it glitters and gleams
And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (MY BOX CHEVY)
This whip is built for Queens and you wanna be seen with a King
Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (MY BOX CHEVY)
Tilted off Jim Bean, sittin’ low, to the side I lean
And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (MY BOX CHEVY)
This whip is built for Queens and you wanna be seen with a King
Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (MY BOX CHEVY)
In the the background with the six-pack now and I’m out looking for the (LADIES)
Peanut butter seats have seat girl my peanut butter needs (JELLY) I’ll chase you like (CHEVY)
If you ain’t afraid to get (MESSY)
If you know the game then I’ll let you call the shots like a referee
Now I’m drinkin’ a deuce deuce, swig it slow
Feelin like I’m Deuce Deuce Bigalow
Pick a bitch like I pick a piccolo
Go anywhere you wanna go, pick a road
Interstate 59, 20, 75, 285, 85 southbound
Twins pipes like pow-pow
Hundred spokes on the Vogues like wow, wow, wow
My wheels are super clean, paint job it glitters and gleams
And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (MY BOX CHEVY)
This whip is built for Queens and you wanna be seen with a King
Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (MY BOX CHEVY)
Tilted off Jim Bean, sittin’ low, to the side I lean
And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (MY BOX CHEVY)
This whip is built for Queens and you wanna be seen with a King
Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (MY BOX CHEVY)
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