Chevy Smile Lyrics - Hustlenomics - Yung Joc

Pull out the Chevrolets nigga 

(Well if dey gon' pull 'em out, what years dey need to pull out Trick?) 

Pull out da 71's, 72's, 70tre nigga 

(Ha, Ha, Well tell em who ya is shawty) 

Don Dadda, Donk Rida 

(See what did, I said, imma go and get me a ill nigga who kno bout muthafuckin chevys, inside and out, from the muthafuckin digi-dash to da muthafuckin pipes) 

You betta believe it 

(You know who it is, Trick Daddy, Yung Joc, Lets Go) 

I like the way, the grill on my Chevrolet smile(The grill on my chevrolet smile) 

I like the way, the rims on my Chevy go round(The rims on my Chevy go round) 

I Like the way, the top on my Chevy go down(The top on my Chevy go down) 

I like the way, the Chevy make the girls go wild(The Chevy make the girls go wild) 

(Yung Joc) 

64 Chevrolet Ssm, 24 Asante's dead fresh pimp 

You think Im ridin peanut butter, naw thats chocolate chip 

I love the way da paint drip, love the way da paint flip 

Got the antique step, fishbowl lamp 

415 Beatin wit the 2 stolen amps 

Either way wit the butterfly, doors on suicide, 5 percent tint keep dem hoes guessin who inside 

Now da neighbor's mad cus my beat down low 

Now da haters mad cus dey freaks down low 

Yeah da color scheme match dese new Gucci loafers 

Plastic on da seats like my grandma's sofa. 

I like the way, the grill on my Chevrolet smile(The grill on my chevrolet smile) 

I like the way, the rims on my Chevy go round(The rims on my Chevy go round) 

I Like the way, the top on my Chevy go down(The top on my Chevy go down) 

I like the way, the Chevy make the girls go wild(The Chevy make the girls go wild) 

(Trick Daddy) 

I got da work to match da hard top, fresh out da supermart 

Err'where i go dey follow da car show 

Yo, I hit a right, dey hit a right 

I hit da gas and leave dey ass bout 4 or 5 lights 

Gettin followed by dese bougie broads, because dey like da car 

Dey dig my swag, too bad bitch, dis aint for ya'll 

Dis for dem bottom bitches, all about da dolla bitches 

Independent, but love fuckin wit real niggas 

Dis for my thug nuggas, gettin rich drug dealin 

My trap stars wit big walls and fast cars 

Donk ridin, trunk poundin, Glass-housing, now dats some real down south shit 

I like the way, the grill on my Chevrolet smile(The grill on my chevrolet smile) 

I like the way, the rims on my Chevy go round(The rims on my Chevy go round) 

I Like the way, the top on my Chevy go down(The top on my Chevy go down) 

I like the way, the Chevy make the girls go wild(The Chevy make the girls go wild) 

(Yung Joc) 

Da grill on my Chevy like tv juggins 

Smile so bright, you can see me comin 

Say you wanna race, playboy we can run it 

Say you got a hemi, my Chevy'll out run it 

I hope you got navigation cus pimpin you lost 

Police think you smokin good, thats just my exhaust 

Betta get some anti-freeze and let cha shit cool off 

Minks on my flo' bitch, take ya shoes off 

Treat my Chevy like a lac, dont slam my doors 

Im ridin like a mac, backseat full of ho's 

I got a cush pack, we gon blow this whole oathe 

Mattafact let'cha seat back, and ride out slow 

I like the way, the grill on my Chevrolet smile(The grill on my chevrolet smile) 

I like the way, the rims on my Chevy go round(The rims on my Chevy go round) 

I Like the way, the top on my Chevy go down(The top on my Chevy go down) 

I like the way, the Chevy make the girls go wild(The Chevy make the girls go wild) 

Come Chill Wit Me, If U Wanna See What Im Ridin On 

I Might Even Take U Home, I Might Even Take U Home 

In My Chevy... 

(What'chu Ridin On ?) Dubs 

(What'chu Ridin On ?) Dueces 

(What'chu Ridin On ?) Tres 

(What'chu Ridin On ?) Fours 

(What'chu Ridin On ?) Sixes 

(What'chu Ridin On ?) Eights 

(What'chu Ridin On ?) Thirty's 

Listen To What I Say 

(What'chu Ridin On ?) Dubs 

(What'chu Ridin On ?) Dueces 

(What'chu Ridin On ?) Tres 

(What'chu Ridin On ?) Fours 

(What'chu Ridin On ?) Sixes 

(What'chu Ridin On ?) Eights 

(What'chu Ridin On ?) U Can Call Me A Chevy-Weight!