Lyrics:
shirt I wear comes from the Philippines
And the car I drive is a Chevrolet
It was put together down in Argentina
By a guy making thirty cents a day
Well,
get down, let's get down, let's get down
Come on let's get down
In my black Chevrolet
Come on let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
get down, let's get down, let's get down
Come on let's get down
In my black Chevrolet
Come on let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
get down, let's get down, let's get down
Come on let's get down
In my black Chevrolet
Come on let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
We can go around, club hopping
Tell you all I want to do is drop in
Have a drink and catch a good band
Couple songs and hey we're gone again
Act
Yes, got a date, can't be late,
Pulled up to the club get a sound check
Walk up to the bar get a long neck
Shootin some pool, act real cool
Looked at her
a bottle of Goose and Henn'
Tell me Pizzle, all I do is win
Bang bang, baby I know that you want some
Walk up in the club, already on one
Get rid of your
homie
'Cause we the gangbangin', rack packin'
Crippin' so we keep it crackin'
In the six tray Chevrolet or we Cadillacin'
Struck up my name and recut
and your wrist coordinate
Hair braided or faded okay
We can move this back to my place
It's time to migrate
From my car into the club we migrate
From
Chevrolet vestito tutto black, voliamo fino a Paris lei è qui con me
Chevrolet vestito tutto black, voliamo fino a Paris lei è qui con me
Sfreccio su
on let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
Come on let's get down
In my black Chevrolet
Come on let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
rappin' 'bout?!
My niggas peeled up, the homeys growin' big
I'm all in the club rollin' twenty crips
You see a G, you better know the deal
You see
[Verse 1]
Down here Memphis no hanky panky
And we ride whips on twanky twanky's
Thugged out club scene dranky dranky
That cristy cristy til' we
rappin' 'bout?!
My niggas peeled up, the homeys growin' big
I'm all in the club rollin' twenty crips
You see a G, you better know the deal
You see
down and shake it up
Ooh yeah
We gon' tear this fucking club up so crazy crazy baby
Ohh
Ohh
Ohh
Ohh
Put your ci-ciroc up now
Put your ci-ciroc up now
night clubs
We do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up
We got a hundred blue cans
Sitting on ice in the back of my truck
And George
the Chevrolet
I pulled out of her country club neighborhood
She was over there looking so damn good
And I was feeling every bit of my side of the tracks
But she
blood, nuh?
Dem a push it, go inna di club, nuh?
Lock off di ratchet, di 'lass and di slug, nuh?
Man grab a girl, nuh? Gi' di gyal a whine, nuh?
Don't
THEY TOLD ME SHE WAS FROM KYUSHU
BY THE EAST CHINA SEA
THEY SAY SHE LOVED SAILOR
FROM LUZON PHILIPPINES
SHE WORKS THE SMOKEY NIGHT CLUBS
SHE LOVES
presence, homie
'Cause we the gangbangin', rack packin'
Crippin' so we keep it crackin'
In the six tray Chevrolet or we Cadillacin'
Struck up my name
Now we're officially Amerigo
We're Kinja still Kinja
Our Kinja
(Sheila, chef at the Gull Reef Club)
Our ancestors came in the slave ships
To work for
MC come after you
You be running like I herd a carrel at Murdell Avenue
There we yattin' that ain't pretty that's the attitude
To be at Fight Club
MC come after you
You be running like I herd a carrel at Murdell Avenue
There we yattin' that ain't pretty that's the attitude
To be at Fight Club
old school Chevrolet
In the club doin' your thing, I made it rain like the weatherman
Fucked around, got a lil' taste and I been cravin', you Heaven
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