Текст песни Pretty Ricky - Chevy
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[Intro: Slick `Em]Yeah........It`ll make you madcomin live from the 305...WhooooooIts what I do babythis song goes outto all my dope ridazmy chevy ridazon them 24`s with the spinning hubcaps[Chorus]26`s on my chevy (my chevy)Chrome on my chevy (my chevy)Candy on my chevy (my chevy)Blades 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 chevyI`m so hiiiiiiigh.....I`m so hiiiiiiigh.....Did I studder[Baby Blue]When I ride so high like my reamsWit a pint of droeSittin on 24`sMatter of fact dat was a year agoNow I`m ridin on 26`sIt`s yo boy you ain`t catch me rollinIn the back of my seats man6-4 when I hittin dem switches? sittin on deep dishesAnd five hit `em wit the L-G get manI`m doin number so don`t try to screw me? and I`m eatin up like ScoobyI got a pocket full of breadA girl givin me head in the back row at the moviesSell me yo GucciPlease don`t try to save me a seat wit yo CoochieExcuse meSssssss ha I smell PUSSYI never deal wit a hoe who smell like sushiI know you got to go trick, introduce me (now Blue you know you wrong for dat)(Slick hold up)I Baby Blue rollMale gigalo, I get it on the lowGet out my window, reams glowI ride slow forever flossin you don`t know[Chorus][Spectacular]You can call me big 4 when I`m in my dome72 chevy wit the shove in the trunkSuede on the seats wit the suicide doorsYea I like to make the dash board glowPaint swelled up like apple pieSay hi cause suicide all the time2 seconds will get me from zero to sixYou ain`t pullin over then you betta come get meGirls goin wild when I`m on the sceenMy seat belt must go seam streamBluestars stuck by custom glassAnd you can hear dem pipes when I`m hit tags[Chorus][Slick `Em]Now what you hatin for (what you hatin for)Is it the chevy five (is it the chevy five)On dem glass rims (on dem glass rims)Wit the chromed trim (wit the chromed trim)Da way I roll up (roll up)Calm and laid back (laid back)This here body droppin topI know they hate datKeep smell of fearLet`s make it clearThese playa`s ain`t realThey counterfeitNeeds some LysolCause Pretty Ricky, Ricky, Ricky, Ricky, is the shhh eehaGot me statin, vibratinGot the street shakinLit boy bad thereNothin but dem 12 quaking playa (playa, playa, playa, playa)[Chorus]