(Intro, Mannie Fresh)
Yeah
Ya drive a Chevy now
Yeah, I'm ready now
The car's stolen baby
But I'm rollin baby
(Hook, Jasper)
Cadillacs to Cutla**
Regals, Pontiacs and Chevrolets
We ride, we ride Chevrolets ('lets)
Chevrolets ('lets), Chevrolets ('lets)
Cadillacs to Cutla**
Regals, Pontiacs and Chevrolets
We ride, we ride Chevrolets ('lets)
Chevrolets ('lets), Chevrolets ('lets)
(Verse 1, David Banner)
I got a big '67 'Lac Coupe DeVille
Mississippi on the tag, man that wood on the wheel
That motherf**a change colors like a lizard and sh**
55 ridin south, gettin head from a b**h
Matter fact, yo b**h, n***a love it and check it
She like leather to the a**, so I love to ride naked
Right, bang her in the p**y, baby how that feel?
Left hand, swangin free, grippin wood on the wheel
Then I smack her on the a** man, and jump in the Regal
I got some hoes 'cross the river, all up in west, wiggle
Ready to twurk, pop it sick somethin, do it for daddy
I get back, later on ya b**h is washin my Caddy
Spit-shine, waxed up, Armor-All on the tire
Ran the hoes down the throat, cuz that mouth so fire
That's where a n***a ride, in the south
You taste a n***a dick, every time you shove ya tongue in her mouth
Ya weak b**h!
(Hook)
(Verse 2, Bun B)
Say man, I'm in the deuce, in the quarter
f** with juice, smoke, and water
Actin bad wit'cha daughter
Like a real n***a ought'a
What her-what her momma taught her
Keep ya boys toes curled up
But man she be-man she be f**in ya boy world up
I'm thowed in the streets
I'm thow-thowed in the game
I rock-rock bizintine
Stay blow-blowed in the brain
I'm grippin-grippin on the grain
Like a real south-sider
I bounce and swang-bounce and swang down on them spiders
Partna you think you know, but playa you mistakin
You knew ya seen-knew ya seen the candy paint cakin
Bumpa-bumpa kit gon recline, trunk-trunk open wide
Woofer-woofer beat'cha dome, it's a-it's about to go
Cris'a-Cris'a about to po'
You know we-know we got the g's
Real-real "Big Tymers", all a-all about the cheese
So gon-gon' show ya tattoos, and ya gold tooth
We screamin-screamin "Free Pimp C", and flaggin out the roof baby
(Hook)
(Verse 3, Mannie Fresh) [Screwed voice]
Four-fifty-four Big-block, red stripes-stripes
Comin through this b**h with them loud a** pipes-pipes
[Any n***a wanna come and get it] Please-please
Breeze by yo a**, with the motherf**in ease
In the middle of the dark and Interstate sparkin
Call-induction opened up, carbuerator barkin
Pa** by the crowd, music real loud
[Every-every thang in my cd-changer for the sound]
Then I do it real good, diamonds on the wood
Oh pissy-a**, sissy-a** lame wish he could
Ride like that, "Diamond in the Back"
Moon-roof top, Brougham Cadillac
Then I pa** in my Cut' dawg, screamin out [f** y'all]
Roll down the window, hey! Let a pimp pluck off
Acious Clacious Clay has returned
In a Super-Sport Chevy wit' a ultra-perm, woo!
(Hook)