YUNG JOC LYRICS - Chevy Smile

"Chevy Smile"



Hustlenomics!



Pull out the chevrolets nigga

(Well if dey gon' pull 'em out, what years dey need to pull out trick?)

Pull out da 71's, 72's & 76 nigga

(Ha ha, well tell 'em who ya is shawty)

Don dadda, dunk rida

(See what did, i said, imma go & get me a eal nigga who know bout' muthafuckin chevy's

Inside & out, from the muthafuckin digi-dash to da muthafuckin pipes)

U betta b-lieve it

(U know who it is, trick daddy, yung joc, lets go)



I like the way, the grill on my chevrolet smile (the grill on my chevrolet smile)

I like the way, the rims on my chevy go roun' (the rims on my chevy go roun')

I like the way, the top on my chevy go down (the top on my chevy go down)

I like the way, the chevy make the girls go wild (the chevy make the girls go wild)



64 chevrolet ssm, 24 suntan dat fresh pimp

U think im ridin peanut butter, naw dats chocolate chip

I luv da way the paint drip, luv da way the paint flip

Got the antique step, fishbowl lamp

415 beat'n wit da 2 stolen amps

Either way wit da butterfly, doors on suicide, 5 % tint keep dem ho's guessin who inside

Now da neighbors mad cuz my feet down low,

Now da haters mad cuz dey freaks down low

Yeah da color scheme match dese new gucci loafers,

Plastic on da seats like my grandmama sofa



I like the way, the grill on my chevrolet smile (the grill on my chevrolet smile)

I like the way, the rims on my chevy go roun' (the rims on my chevy go roun')

I like the way, the top on my chevy go down (the top on my chevy go down)

I like the way, the chevy make the girls go wild (the chevy make the girls go wild)



I got da work to match da hard top, fresh out da supermart

Err'where i go dey follow da car show

Yo, i hit a right, dey hit a right

I hit da gas & leave dey ass bout 4 or 5 lights

Gettin followed by dese bougie broads, because dey like da car

Dey dig my swag, too bad bitch, dis aint for yall

Dis for dem bottom bitches, all about da dolla bitches

Independent, but luv fuckin wit real niggaz

Dis for my thug niggaz, gettin rich drug dealin

My trap stars wit big walls & fast cars

Dunk ridin, trunk poundin, glass-housing, now dats some real down south shit



I like the way, the grill on my chevrolet smile (the grill on my chevrolet smile)

I like the way, the rims on my chevy go roun' (the rims on my chevy go roun')

I like the way, the top on my chevy go down (the top on my chevy go down)

I like the way, the chevy make the girls go wild (the chevy make the girls go wild)



Da grill on my chevy like tv juggins

Smile so bright, u can see me comin

Say u wanna race, playboy we can run it

Say u got a hemi, my chevy'll out run it

I hope u got navigation cuz pimpin u lost

Police think u smokin good, dats jus my exhaust

Betta get some anti-freeze & let'cha shit cool off

Minks on my flo', bitch, take ya shoes off

Treat my chevy like a lac, dont slam my doors

Im ridin like a mac, backseat full of ho's

I got a cush pack, we gon blow dis whole oathe

Mattafact let'cha seat back & ride out slow



I like the way, the grill on my chevrolet smile (the grill on my chevrolet smile)

I like the way, the rims on my chevy go roun' (the rims on my chevy go roun')

I like the way, the top on my chevy go down (the top on my chevy go down)

I like the way, the chevy make the girls go wild (the chevy make the girls go wild)



Come chill wit me, if u wanna see what im ridin on

I might even take u home, i might even take u home



In my chevy...

(What'chu ridin on?) dubs

(What'chu ridin on?) dueces

(What'chu ridin on?) tres

(What'chu ridin on?) fours

(What'chu ridin on?) sixes

(What'chu ridin on?) eights

(What'chu ridin on?) thirty's

Listen to what i say

(What'chu ridin on?) dubs

(What'chu ridin on?) dueces

(What'chu ridin on?) tres

(What'chu ridin on?) fours

(What'chu ridin on?) sixes

(What'chu ridin on?) eights

(What'chu ridin on?) u can call me a chevy-weight!