Testo di 'ChevyS10' di Sudan Archives

Look at it fall down
Look at it fly around
They so confused how
She so confused how
Everything turns into gold
And she didn't ask for it, so why throw in the towel?
She watched the bands stack up, so no one can stop her now
'Cause rich girls don't know what they ask for
Don't know what they here for
Don't know what they judged for
Don't know why they hate her
But they the one with the halo low
Only call you when they feelin' low
Only judgin' 'cause they kinda slow
Only hatin' 'cause you icy as snow
We know girls that'll do anything, anything
As long as it seems all around better than minimum wage
They just wanna get away
I hit him on speed dial
I told him I'm up right now
Can you come swoop me?

I hit the ceiling, I saw her
I hope he bring her ass over
Next time that he comes over
I hope he understands
I hit the ceiling, I saw her
I hope he bring her ass over
Next time that he comes over
I hope he understands

Yes, I've had a night, boy
Wanna make some noise?
I don't wanna lie
I've been hustlin' since '09
If I had a choice, give a voice to the homegirl
Keep shinin' 'cause your time is on the rise (I hope he understands)
Yes, I've had a night, boy
Wanna make some noise?
I don't wanna lie
I've loved you since '09
If I had a choice give a voice to the homegirl
Keep shinin' 'cause your time is on the rise (I hope he understands)

I was in the 'burbs
He was in the Bronx
Told him pick me up (Next time that he comes over)
Tryna see what's up (I hope he understands)
He said: What's the word? (I hit the ceiling, I saw her)
Almost hit a curb
When I sat up on it
When I sat up on it

I hope he understands
I hit the ceiling, I saw her
I hope he bring her ass over
Next time that he comes over
(I hope he understands)
Bag so much
He want the bag so much
I wanna rock out hard
He wearin' daddy's diamonds
He never asked so much
He drove a stick, so what?
I hit, uh, I hit a—
My visions is lit, so what?
I want the bag so much
He want the bag so much
I wanna rock out hard
And he wearin' daddy's diamonds
We never asked for much
He dreamin' big, so what?
I drove a stick, I want the fit
I hit a lick, so what?
He drivin' fast as fuck
I was so scared, I ducked
'Cause I'ma get what I want
And we was just kids, so what?
Fast-ass car
Is it fast enough so we can fly away?
We gotta make a decision
We can leave tonight or we can die this way (I hope he understands)

And we cruisin' in his Chevy-ass car (I hit the ceiling, I saw her)
And we cruisin' in his Chevy-ass car (I hope he bring her ass over)
And we cruisin' in his Chevy S10 (Next time that he comes over)
And we cruisin' in his Chevy S10 (I hope he understands)

And we cruisin' in his Chevy S10
'Cause we cruisin' in his Chevy S10

Is it fast enough so we can fly away?
We gotta make a decision
We can leave tonight or we can die this way
'Cause we cruisin' in his Chevy-ass car
And we cruisin' in his Chevy-ass car
And we cruisin' in his Chevy S10
And we cruisin' in his Chevy S10
'Cause we cruisin' in his Chevy S10
And we cruisin' in his Chevy S10