Pretty Ricky - Chevy lyrics

yea It'll make you mad comin live from the 305 whoo this what they do baby this song goes out to all my domp riders my chevy riders on them 24's wit da spinnin' hub caps ya'll kno what i'm talkin bout (Chorus) 26's on my chevy (my chevy) Chrome on my chevy (my chevy) Candy on my chevy (my chevy) Flakes on my chevy (oooh) Dudes on my chevy (my chevy) Girls in my chevy (my chevy) Screens in my chevy (my chevy) Shove in my chevy I'm so hiiiiiiigh I'm so hiiiiiiigh (Baby Blue) When I ride so high like my reams Smoke a Pound of droe Like I'm sittin on 24's Matter of fact dat was a year ago Now I'm ridin on 26's Yo boy here candy rollin In da back of my seats man 6-4 when I hittin dem switches Smokeing tray sittin on deep dishes And five hit ‘em wit da L-G get man I'm doin number so don't try to screw me --plus i'm really screwed and I'm eatin like Scooby I got a pocket full of bread A girl givin me head in da back row at da movies Interior Guicci Please don't stank my seat with your coochie Excuse me Sssssss ha I smell PUSSY I never deal wit a hoe who smell like sushi I know you got to go trick, introduce me (now Blue you know you wrong for dat) (Slick hold up) I Baby Blue roll Male gigalo, I get it on da low tint on my window, reams glow I ride slow forever flossin you don't know (Chorus) (Spectacular) You can call me big 4 when I'm in my domp 72 chevy wit da shove in da trunk Suade on da seats wit da suicide doors Neon light that make da dash board glow Paint swelled up like apple pie Sayin hi cause its suicide all da time 2 seconds will get me from 0 to 60 I ain't pullin over then you betta come get me Girls go wild when I'm on da sceen My seat belt but we got tv screens Bluestars stuck by custom gla** And you can hear dem pipes when I hit dem tags (Chorus) (Slick ‘Em) Now what you hate me for (what you hate me for) Is it da chevy five (is it da chevy five) On dem gla** rims (on dem gla** rims) Wit da chromed trim (wit da chromed trim) Da way I roll up (roll up) Calm and laid back (laid back) just hit the bu*ton drop the top I know they hate dat Keep smell of fear Let's make it clear These playa's ain't real They kind of fit Needs some Lysol Cause Pretty Ricky, Ricky, Ricky, Ricky, is da shhh eeha Got me statin, vibratin Got da street shakin Lit boy bad there Nothin but dem 12 quaking playa (playa, playa, playa, playa) (Chorus)