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Chevys on switches Uh Drop the top in the sun like shells from a shotgun Firing, trying to outrun, tragedy the outcome Smash the beats to shreds and sparing none No one can be compared to one you never seen This is me, every Chevy very clean Parked up, sparked the green She thought that she was in a dream Naw this the real thing Jet Life the winning team Rag IROC-Z Resting on them 17s in the shade beneath the trees Yeah its cool enough to freeze Pass the bitch the joint, she had frostbite on the weed Yeah she cold but she ain't never rolled with something like me Spoken cold right beneath the nose of those on the scene Then we slid like a sled full of toys on Christmas Eve Chevys on switches Smoking weed in it, don't post me in your pictures You can keep a secret we can always kick it Rule number one don't talk about me around your nigga That shit dead and I'm suspicious We hitting switches [?] Loose lips sink ships and my ship ain't sinking Baby girl that's the difference Between me and them other niggas you been with I'm a whole motherfucking business Aus Songtexte Mania