Rittz - Box Chevy lyrics

[Verse 1 - Yelawolf] Yelawolf and I feel like a King in My Box Chevy Tell them other whack motherf**ers get they Pine Box Ready Catfish Billy is Deadly Don't get slapped with the Medley Still sipping on Jack-D till my neck and my head start feeling Heavy Doing 125 down I-29 really think I need to start slowing down But I can't cause I gotta pretty lil' blonde thing sitting to my right that's blowing me now Ooh yeah she Headed Me I think her name might be Becky I was bout to drop her off but I had to switch lanes to get the brain she Begged Me Awww nah do you come in twos, Please choose a couple of friends that could hop in and cruise Now we going steady but I'm not looking for longevity Pipes in the back, the lights of the night reflect sights through the dash I'm nice to ride past [Hook - Yelawolf] My rims are super clean, paint job that glitters and gleams And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats My Box Chevy This whip is built for Queens and you wanna be seen with a King Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in seats My Box Chevy Tilted off Jim Bean, sittin' low to the side I lean And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats My Box Chevy This whip is built for Queens and you wanna be seen with a King Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in seats My Box Chevy [Verse 2 - Rittz] f** a limousine I'd rather ride caprices My speakers vibrate the concrete beneath us Riding 85 northbound shaking doors down So I turn the speakers louder pissing off polices f** 5-star chick, got a p**n-star b**h riding shotgun with me getting so wet Now she going down on me giving road head bussin on her fo'head Then I take her back to the homestead Peace Back in the caprice took a sack of weed and crumbled it inside a coniac blunt wrap Then its time to jump back on the highway 85 slumping in the seat like I'm hunchback And My Chevy look so dope old school vogues on it got it floating like a row boat Gold flakes in the candy paint dripping on the road, driving slow like a motha f**in' show boat Ho don't act like you don't hear me coming I got the Willis Drummond on it's coming out the clarion 12's in the trunk, flat screen TVs in the head rest with "Something About Mary" on, carry on I be turning heads every time when you see in the Chevy man she car struck And I'm far from hard up so quit tripping like a b**h Get in the car s*ut you know you wanna ride [Hook] [Verse 3 - Yelawolf] In the the background with the six-pack now I'm out looking for the Ladies Peanut bu*ter seats have seat girl my peanut bu*ter needs Jelly I'll chase you like Jelly If you ain't afraid to get Messy If you know the game then I'll let you call the shots like a referee, yeah Now I'm drinking deuce deuce sweet and slow Feeling like I'm Deuce Deuce Bigalow Pick a b**h like I pick a piccolo Go anywhere you wanna go pick a road Interstate 59 20 75 285/85 southbound Twins pipes like POW POW, 100 spokes on the vogues like round, round, round [Hook]