a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

96' impala - peezy & larry june lyrics

[chorus: peezy]
the ’96 imp’, yeah, the chevy impala
’86 cutlass or the monte carlo
before the trailblazers, we had the marauders
your sh*t ain’t runnin’ like mine, we can’t put up the title (royal house on the beat)
oldie fresh up out the paint shop, it’s still wet
tweak the motor a lil’ more, then add the rims next
no tint, want ’em to see me, this a real flex
you tryna get me off this b*tch, gon’ cost a real check
your paint drippin’, n*gga, swing that b*tch
your trunk loud, n*gga, swing that b*tch
your motor runnin’, n*gga, swing that b*tch
i won the trophy this year, it’s time to claim that b*tch (ghetto)

[verse 1: peezy]
i’m usually in the foreign, today i’m ridin’ an imp’
pink mauri gators on, today i feel like a pimp
your car ain’t runnin’ like mine, today i’m talkin’ my sh*t
think otherwise, put up your title and we can meet at the strip
i’m gettin’ it done inside out, that’s why it’s takin’ a bit
i sent it back for a few touch*ups, you know how that get
rick ross car show, we need a section just for the clique
know for a fact my n*gga lou gramm gon’ take home the chip
got ’bout two hundred in the chevelle, he coulda bought a new whip
the trunk squattin’ and the the back look like it’s takin’ a sh*t
put plastic surgery in the back rim and added the lip
you see the pearl in the paint like when you open a brick
the numbers movin’ on the dash, that’s that digital sh*t
i’ll pull up to your hood and k!ll it, you gotta witness this sh*t
if you ain’t spend at least a quarter, then you ain’t ridin’ like this (you ain’t ridin’ like this, take that sh*t back to the shop, boy)
[chorus: peezy & larry june]
the ’96 imp’, yeah, the chevy impala
’86 cutlass or the monte carlo
before the trailblazers, we had the marauders
your sh*t ain’t runnin’ like mine, we can’t put up the title
oldie fresh up out the paint shop, it’s still wet
tweak the motor a lil’ more, then add the rims next
no tint, want ’em to see me, this a real flex
you tryna get me off this b*tch, gon’ cost a real check (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
your paint drippin’, n*gga, swing that b*tch (swing, swing, swing)
your trunk loud, n*gga, swing that b*tch (swing, swing, swing, peezy, what’s happenin’?)
your motor runnin’, n*gga, swing that b*tch (swing, swing, swing)
i won the trophy this year, it’s time to claim that b*tch

[verse 2: larry june]
eight hundred horses in the hood with the launch control
frame off, so you know i had to drop a lot of dough (uh)
f*ckin’ ’round out the way*way, and just knocked some (uh)
if she ain’t really with the yamsayin’, then she gotta go
i ain’t really do too much, but i dropped it though (ayy)
slidin’ up kn*b hill, avoidin’ the potholes (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
pickin’ up the ase from fremont
my new mate showed my sh*t was runnin’, i ain’t stressed about it (good job)
a custom ’87, bet that i don’t touch at all (at all)
a green g350, wood grain and all (all)
maybach, mon0block, might dust it off (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
feelin’ like a astronaut when i’m takin’ off (uh)
feelin’ like that n*gga, i might swing that sh*t (uh*uh)
50k cash on bumpers and fenders (yeah)
reverse cam on a ’80s whip (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
i don’t think n*ggas came like this (what’s happenin’?)
[chorus: peezy & larry june]
oldie fresh up out the paint shop, it’s still wet (ayy)
tweak the motor a lil’ more, then add the rims next (uh)
no tint, want ’em to see me, this a real flex (yeah)
you tryna get me off this b*tch, gon’ cost a real check (swing, swing, swing)
your paint drippin’, n*gga, swing that b*tch (swing, swing, swing, swing, sw*ng, sw*ng)
your trunk loud, n*gga, swing that b*tch (swing, swing, swing, swing, sw*ng, sw*ng)
your motor runnin’, n*gga, swing that b*tch (swing, swing, swing)
i won the trophy this year, it’s time to claim that b*tch

[outro: larry june]
numbers

- peezy larry june lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular