Box Chevy V

[Verse 1] I'm out the gate like a race horse, made in the A of course That's A for Alabama, I'll be damned if I say Georgia Tennessee in this bitch, I got some Hennessy that's paid for Give me the big bottle, fuck it, if I break it, I'll pay for it My ladies laying in the Chevrolet and I say "Lord Thank you for giving me this baby girl on a suede horse" Yeah, this ain't no gay Ford I'm pushing bowties till I die and I'm gonna ride 'til my legs sore Vogues I got a set "4", plus a Beretta sitting in the floor Better protect yours [Hook] In my Chevrolet, My Box Chevrolet Got that Glock laid in my lap In case you want to play In my Chevrolet, My Box Chevrolet Let's go get you all cleaned up And ride around all day [Verse 2] (Still) hitting them corners on the low pro's, girl (Still) I'm an American Rock N Roll grand baby Five generations of taking pictures with Grand-Am The Chevrolet Slim Shady, there's no way you can save me Bass boat flakes, you never seen such Roll down my window like "Who I am doesn't mean much" Burning tread off a thousand-dollar tires with a clean touch Six hundred horses running behind the mean clutch Bitch, I'm [Hook] [Verse 3] Yea, windows washed, looking like a glass house Glaze on the dash, leather is smelling like Ralph Lauren Feels like I'm watching television on a couch snorin' I must be dreaming leaning back inside this chariot Hitch on the back of this truck, my Harley I carry it A chalice in wonderland, fill up my cup with Jack D and take my fucking keys so that I don't, wreck it Let me come sit on the passenger side and check it How does it feel from over here? Oh, bless it This is for all the Chevy's that are collected Big trucks, low riders, whatever the best is To you man I just want to give you a message Uh', I used to sit on sidewalks like everyday Watching punks and chumps in donks get hella paid But I just focused on my vision and never quit n' Now man I'm sittin' in my vision with a reason to celebrate I'm [Hook: X2]