Hey, I would clean my soul, But that's not my thing! We are the game, by the way! [Chorus:] Smoking by the... Drinking by the gallon, Party all late
Yea. Yea. Uh, you know we the Gang, baby. She say she in love with my gang. She in love with my gang. She say she in love with my gang. She in love
I got my hand on the wheel weed smoke up in the answer Looking just like money bitches dollars everywhere Hand hand on the wheel weed smoke up in the
nice round of applause Ladies and gentleman, I'd like to shout out taylor gang And shout out my car keys, haha it's big business bitch. [Chevy Woods:]
] And thats a round of applause Ladies and gentleman I'd like to shout out Taylor Gang And shout out my car keys It's big business bitch. [Chevy Woods
6 these woody-wood all in my mix bust a nigga upside his head for arguin' wit a bitch I think I'm tired of these woodies so I gathered up a million niggas
some flicks Have some supermodel bitches come and suck on my dick My mom turn in her grave if I married a white chick But baby'll suck the chrome off the Chevy
pimp mobile) this for my niggaz who don't give a fuck (look at the grill on my pimp mobile) [T.I.] (hey! Grand hustle Bad Boy south lets ride nigga) chevy
with them wear shaped titties as the sun goes down, I'm gettin dirty fall up and press a word get cleaned in a hurry in my 77 Chevy, ass tight pull off
Sippin' on Koniac It's tightwork when you rolling from Duval and Dade With a pocket full of bread on a escapade It's tightwork when you leaning in ya Coupe Deville Twenty, twen, twen with the wood
chorus: I got that chevy sittin on 24's check my pockets baby girl i ain't broke i got that candy paint on the dust grill i got that wood grain runnin
(it's ok) Everything is alright right (ok) [Verse 1] Everything is alright everything is all good Got a brand new Chevy trimmed out and all wood Yeah
sum' if you don'tgive a fuck, throw ya middle finger up throw them bow's on them hoe's where they at?, there they go! in a Chevy wood, bitch burnin'
girl you actin bad Oooh, do that again wit'cha nasty ass I caught her comin out the mall, with 2 or 3 bags Now shawty got her at the wood shack, throwin
points all her own sitting way up high Way up firm and high Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy Out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy Workin
