Yung Joc, Trick Daddy, Jazze Pha - Chevy Smile lyrics

Pull out the Chevrolets nigga
(Well if they gon' put 'em out
What year they need to pull out Trick?)
Pull out the 71's, 72's & seven-treys nigga
(Haha, well tell 'em who ya is shawty)
The Don Dada, the dump riders, yours truly
(that right) Trick Daddy Dollars'!
(See what did, I said
I'ma go get a real nigga
Who know 'bout muh'fuckin Chevy)
(Inside and out from the
Motherfuckin digi dash
To the motherfuckin pipes)
You better believe it
(hehe, you know who it is)
(Trick Daddy, Yung Joc, let's go)

I like the way (I like the way) the grill
On my Chevrolet smile i like the way
(I like the way) the rims
On my Chevy go round i like the way
(I like the way) the top on my Chevy go down
I like the way (I like the way) the Chevy
Make the girls go wild

6-4 Chevrolet, S-S-M
Twenty-fo' of suntan, thatat fresh pimp
You think I'm ridin peanut butter
Naw that's chocolate chip
I love the way the paint drip
Love the way the paint flip
Head got the antique step, fishbowl lamp
Fo'-fifteen beatin with the two stolen amps
Move away with the butterfly, do's on suicide
Five percent tint keep them
Hoes guessin who inside
Now the neighbors mad cause my feet down low
Now the haters mad cause they freaks down low
Yeah the color scheme match
These new Gucci loafers
Plastic on the seats like my grandmama sofa

I like the way (I like the way) the grill
On my Chevrolet smile i like the way
(I like the way) the rims
On my Chevy go round i like the way
(I like the way) the top on my Chevy go down
I like the way (I like the way) the Chevy
Make the girls go wild

I got the work to match the hard top
Fresh out of supermart
And e'rywhere I go they follow the car show
Yo, I hit a right, they hit a right
I hit the gas and leave they
Ass 'bout fo' or five lights
Gettin followed by these bougie broads
Because they like the car
They dig my swag, too bad bitch
This ain't for y'all
This for them 'bout it bitches
All about the dollar bitches
Independent, but love fuckin with real niggas
This for my thug niggas
Gettin rich drug dealin
My trap stars with big walls and fast cars
Dunk ridin, trunk poundin, glass-housin
Now that's some real down South shit

I like the way (I like the way) the grill
On my Chevrolet smile i like the way
(I like the way) the rims
On my Chevy go round i like the way
(I like the way) the top on my Chevy go down
I like the way (I like the way) the Chevy
Make the girls go wild

Got the grill on my Chevy like TV juggins
Smile so bright, you can see me comin
Say you wanna race, playboy we can run it
Say you got a Hemi, my Chevy'll out run it
I hope you got navigation
Cause pimpin you lost
Police thank you smokin good
That's just my exhaust
Betta get some antifreeze and let
You shit cool off
Minks on my flo' bitch, take your shoes off
Treat my Chevy like a 'llac
Don't slam my do's
I'm ridin like a mack, backseat full of hoes
I got a kush pack, we gon' blow this whole O
Matter fact
Let your seat back and ride out slow

I like the way (I like the way) the grill
On my Chevrolet smile i like the way
(I like the way) the rims
On my Chevy go round i like the way
(I like the way) the top on my Chevy go down
I like the way (I like the way) the Chevy
Make the girls go wild

Come chill with me if you wanna
See what I'm ridin on
(Ay Jazze look what I'm ridin on playboy)
I might even take you home
(y'all know who I be man)
I might even take you home
(it's your boy Big Block man)
(The Eastside Chevy rider)

In my Chevy (What'chu ridin on?) Dubs
(What'chu ridin on?) Dueces
(What'chu ridin on?) Tres
(What'chu ridin on?) Fo's
(What'chu ridin on?) Sixes
(What'chu ridin on?) Eights
(What'chu ridin on?) 30's
(What'chu ridin on?) That's the way I stay
Ay Joc, tell the truth though playboy
(What'chu ridin on?) Dubs
(What'chu ridin on?) Dueces
(What'chu ridin on?) Tres
(What'chu ridin on?) Fo's
(What'chu ridin on?) Sixes
(What'chu ridin on?) Eights
(What'chu ridin on?) You can
Call me a Chevyweight!