(Chorus X2) Inside peanut butter outside jelly 7 days of the week 7 different Chevys Black SS wit tha top blown off Fuckin' with them boys get ya top blown off
(Verse 1) Got an old white Chevy peanut butter top same Color Flows out tha back wood steering wheel to match my leather 24 inches off the ground like Jeezy Got that thang on me so you better take it easy Catch me in tha hood knockin' pictures off tha wall Sittin' sideways like that nigga Paul Wall Got a 454 and its all chromed out Just bought a platinum grill like the one up in my Mouth Niggas down South all we do is ride heavy Coulda had a Bentley but I'd rather ride Chevy Pistol in my lap give a fuck about tha law Hoes see me comin' and they all gon' ball Got 10 bad bitches and they all gon' call Got 5 screens and they all gon' fall Old school, new school we done had 'em all My niggas ridin' Chevy so we all gon' ball
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(Verse 2) Monkey see monkey do So everybody got a Chevy 350 wit' tha Flow match now that bitch runs heavy Keep it clean plus ride good when I'm rollin' thru
Tha hood I get down in it that bitch sounds good And for you niggas who snitches shit you can't be Trusted Might as well call me Lee Dungarees I can't be Busted But I'm Cadillac Don nigga a real fuckin' hustler Ridin' thru tha South spreadin' this game like Mustard I'm a Cadlliac rider true enough but I ball in a Chevy When I strut my stuff makin' money can't get enough Haters get mad they fuss and cuss Check my rep I drop tha top Lean out tha Chevy let the .45 pop Pedal to tha metal can't wait for cops 16 switches watch that ass gone drop We hittin' tha curb 3 wheel motion Seein' double drinkin' on tha potion I'm a movin' I'm "hustlin' flowin" Gettin' paid stackin' tokens For this boy y'all niggas ain't ready Gimme tha crown I deserve tha credit Or catch me fuckin' yo' bitch in a Chevy Inside butter outside grape jelly