Three 6 Mafia Ridin' Da Chevy Lyrics

[Juicy J]
We finally gotta warm day it's clean in january
See I hopped on out my drop-top once again we rollin'chevy
Pearl paint quater green top's and them goldies
Dirty b____es shoes and I can't go I just say hoe's please
Colla clean pass 'em on that tight to my woodgrain
System b__pin' greatest weed smokin' saves my brain
Time to get it sprayed n____z steal every color I get
Every time I make one of some fruit juice gotta come wit' it
Smokin' on a dime and a 4 instead of 35
Higher than mile above tha moon on tha black havin' side
Stereo illin' on some sacs lord knows I can't live without it
Everytime I flame through these tricks lil' gun I wanna shout about it
But these n____z kill me when that's all they wanna do
Pop these slugs up but they still wanna get f___ed up youz a d___ fool
So I be like watchon' you foolz go downward every single day
While I ride clean drop top's and mean chevrolet, bustaz

[Scarecrow]
Scopin' these n____z out on the next block 'cause I know they hoe a__es pushin'
Them pounds
They boomin' whole sales f___in' up my mail so I gotta close them down
(will have rest soon!)

[Dj paul]
Is it that marijuana
That got my mind clickin'
Could it be erk and jerkin'
Dippin' through tha greens
You so clean paul
You so mean
A n____ drunk as hell, liqa flowin' through my blood stream
Flaggin' down hoes on tha road rolled to tha cut
Honey come hide out where them n____z be smoked out on them
Malikai, you so high
Let me hit that grapefruit gin
Hopped back in tha pearl thang doin' about 110
Grin on my face
'cause I know I'm 'bout to make it rich
Triple six mafia '95 and we runnin' s___
n____z know tha scope I'm tipped toes on these funky hoes
Everytime you see tha chevy ridin' it be full of smoke...