Chevy lyrics

Artist  : Pretty Ricky 
Song : Chevy



 Send "Chevy" Ringtone to your Cell 

 [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 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 stain 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

Get out 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
dome

72 chevy wit da shove in da trunk

Suade on da seats wit da suicide doors

Yea I like to make da dash board glow

Paint swelled up like apple pie

Say hi cause suicide all da time

2 seconds will get me from 0 to 6

You ain’t pullin over then you betta come
get me

Girls goin wild when I’m on da sceen

My seat belt must go seam stream

Bluestars stuck by custom glass

And you can hear dem pipes when I’m hit
tags



[Chorus]



[Slick ‘Em]

Now what you hatin for (what you hatin for)

Is it da chevy five (is it da chevy five)

On dem glass reams (on dem glass reams)

Wit da chromed trim (wit da chromed trim)

Da way I roll up (roll up)

Calm and laid back (laid back)

This here body droppin 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]