Heavy Chevys

[Intro] Yeah Yeah Come on (Hey) PSC, Uh (Y'all niggas) What (Y'all niggas) What Pimp Squad shawty (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 shawty (Yeen know about them) heavy chevy shawty [Verse 1] Now how you tame a young baller That rides Suburbans, Caprices and candy Impalas Raspberry Monte Carlos that march like a rottweiler Off the collar addicted to hustlin' and stacking mighty dollars Ho holla, when you hear the chevy beating down the street Beating so hard the Crissy wasting on my mink seats To get them reupholstered gonna cost me ten G's The same as the Chevy platinum emblem on my keys With the diamond against the trim Young ass nigga with a Louis V brim A sporty young shawty with Gucci shades dim These hoes mistaking me for being they pimp They say "baby couldn't see you past them shiny rims" I'mma cool little daddy bitch I've never been a simp If you choosing ho then you need to hop on then And if you ain't bitch, then you need to ride with him Cause I'm pimpin' in my... [Hook (2x)] Ridin' swervin' Ridin' swervin' Ridin' swervin' Ridin' swervin' Ridin' swervin' 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 [Verse 2] Now you heard of me You gone feel something hot to the 3rd degree Coming down your streets in a black Caprice With a fine ass freak in the passenger seat Y'all fake niggas don't know the half of me I spit pimp game automatically, don't be mad at me Cause I'm finally coming up in the industry and the 4's sitting up on the triple d's Bloodline, the underground celebrities, Mack Bone my partner keeping the beat Heat it up like a cookout when the sun fall Y'all nigga better look out or your rap career is over I put a hook out like you at Apollo Ride and swerving while my niggas follow Hoes wobbling and start slobbin' bobbin' on the dick til they swallow, AH [Verse 3] Speedometer broken, duals smokin' Body dented, windows tinted Bend it round the corner Leaning, engine steaming, screaming demons Spillin' liquor, yeah nigga Blow a tire off the wire Burning rubber leaving foul Muthafucka how you ride Choppin blades with triple golds Stay away from Campbellton Road Playa cause I'm riding old It ain't no thang to take them vogues Jack it up, strip it down Have the freshest car in town Pimpin cuz I'm bout my crown Hey shawty what's that knocking sound? [Hook 2x] [Verse 4] T.I.P and P.S is fresher than new SS's Triple doors and vogues shining like some treasure chests (bling) I got a fetish I ain't getting in it boy unless it's Got them little blue boxes off in the headrestes I bet it's wood in the dash Duel in the ass Get an Impala, holla Watch me (skirrrt) When I pass I'm burning rubber in your yard Diggin' up ya grass Drag racin' 454 That's 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 Chevrolet 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 ho and four friends Dubs still spinnin' with a gold grill in it White leather guts Wipe up what ya spill in it Still trillin out here [Hook]