bread about this bitch I think my penpal is my pencil I got led up out this bitch Take your bitch up out this bitch then put her bitch on top ur bitch Then give
some grip with my dope ass lyrics stacking up a platefull like regular, and just then my homie bones hits me up I'ma cellular feeling to brake up a couple blocks for my ass up and hook it on up
18 years have come and gone, for momma they flew by but for me they drug on and on. we were loading up that chevy both trying not to cry, momma kept on
up to seminole this for my dawgs west orange county) this for the 4 0 7 the 4 0 7 VERSE 1 (JON YOUNG): crank up the chevy baby gotta hit the block
drop them grands, they have them fittin' now niggas wanna come get me. lipstick rims like them ? by a lesi/ but its something bout a chevy, when I give
days. Murderous ways. Leavin me shakin in the days. Comotose, completely tore up. Nerves be so bad I throw up. Im bout to blow up. In a rage, I need to
me this What u fucking with the lames for girl? Scoop u up out the night and take u to my world Shotgun shells, Beer cans, and straw In the heavy chevy
its a partyyyyyyyy, oh, its a party Everybody smoking papers, nobody smoking blunts Bitches rolling weed and my niggas f-cked up yeaaaaaaaaa its a partyyyyyyyy, oh, its a party [Chevy
Uh huh So what I keep 'em rolled up Saggin' my pants not caring what I show Keep it real with my n-ggas Keep it player for the hoes And look clean dont
If it's somethin' you wanna get den go get it If I'm not strapped den I'm packin' da mesheti I don't give a fuck cut chu' bitches up like spaghetti Shootin
side red eyes in my ride wit the music up high bad bitch up on my side I might be gettin on her ass or im grippin on her thighs flag me down dont even
over like coke and baking soda The streets are waiting for me but for those who dont know me dont hate on me come on homie Ya'll should know me better dont
ya girl want Bread we aint giving 24`s and my verse so mean spree wheels when ya stop, keep spinning [Baby Blue] Whoa, Whoa. .I pull up to da
yall just dont say you got it from us Get a project bitch Then run her house hot Make a million in a month move the bitch up out the block Cook a brick up
ive done to you what you've done to me. and i'd be nothing without you my darling please dont ever leave me. please dont ever leave
da Chevy all kinna sour apple colors diamonds up in my trunk feel like pinapple supa colors teck 9 for some mack 9 for othaz wack niggas commin dont
see me fall. Motherfucker I know (I know) These niggas are trying to give me hell. These niggas want me to fail. Motherfucker I know (I know) These niggas dont
like coke and baking soda The streets are waiting for me but for those who dont know me dont hate on me come on homie Ya'll should know me better dont