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Chevy Woods

Genres: Hip-Hop

Crazy Lyrics - Chevy Woods

10-4 am I coming through clear 

Just give me bout a month or two and I'll be right here 

Tryna avoid police in riot gear 

Heavyweight cash and you just a light year 

I got a buzz and thats with no buzz yeah 

Couldn't even walk in these shoes right here 

And you acting like you don't see all this 

Like ooh shit, look at the stones 

They flawless, and the bitch that I'm with she gorgeous 

I see you giant money, mines enormous 

Don't even trip when I'm out I'll be very gone 

My pockets fat like the head on Barry Bonds 

You sit and chill, stack it up for a rainy day 

A n-gga like me gotta pay to play 

When I was gettin' it minor, they aint have shit to say 

Now they scream cause I get it in a major way 

 

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I see 'em hatin' cause my paper right, right 

I tell 'em hold on 

She see all this and wanna stay the night, night 

Had nothing like this in so long 

She say she wanna ride with a G 

So hop up in my passenger girl, we could be gone, gone 

Don't ask yourself 

Cause you not 

 

You know I got Taylor stripes like Adidas 

So these girls go wild like Mardi Gras 

On my pimp shit so my pink show when I'm sippin' slow 

High chance that them people coming so I'm gettin' low 

They all thought they gettin' dough 

Who cookin' the pot? 

Sweet, potato on the tray, are you living to die? 

On some OG Bobby Johnson South Central shit 

Nigga, tell me who you really f-cking with 

It's the bread man, cash top dead man 

From the city where you need a bullet proof headband 

Go go gadget the money stretching long 

Cash in plastic cause I get it long 

What you flip, thats diamonds zig zag money 

And what I get, c an't fit it in the bag dummy 

 

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Don't ask yourself 

Cause you not 

 

I see 'em hatin' cause my paper right, right 

I tell 'em hold on 

She see all this and wanna stay the night, night 

Had nothing like this in so long 

She say she wanna ride with a G 

So hop up in my passenger girl, we could be gone, gone 

Don't ask yourself 

Cause you not 

 

Uhh, EZ Wider twisting 

Easy Prada slip in's 

Niggas tell me I look like Eazy prol cause it's easy for 'em 

I'm bobbin' weavin' on 'em, Ali and Foreman 

All of my n-ggas ballin' got TGOD across em 

Money countin', countin' my dollars 

Got no creases on 'em 

My weed is awesome, paid the cost now they callin' me the bossman 

"You should be more like Khalifa" 

Thats what they boss sayin' 

But they aint outta style, these niggas all? 

All playin', thrity thousand feet up, rollin' weed up 

Try and kill a track I told Jerm's we cut the beat up 

These niggas aint heard the best of me 

Say she a fan her nigga think she want me sexually 

Hoe, get your man 

I'm out here gettin it, spendin' it 

Spittin' the illest shit you ever heard in your life 

Thinkin' to yourself Chevy be killin' shit 

Nigga I murder it twice 

My money is right 

And when my Champagne come, they serving on ice 

This the life 

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