Chevy Impala [Remix]
And when the sun sets I don't mind
'Cause I've got all the time
When the sun sets I don't mind
'Cause when I wake up I'll be in my
Chevy Impala
Lil' Lo-Rider
I want the twenty inch rims
That old school whip
Two yellow dice on my rearview
Subs in the trunk I can't hear you
I'm in my Chevy Impala
Chevy Impala
(E-40, Beezy, ugh)
I come from the gang (gang), Cougars and stains (stains)
Grenadas and Falcons (uh huh), we blew out brains (brains)
'Maros and Larks, El Camino and Chevys (Impalas)
Cutlass, Oldsmobiles, 1970s (floss)
Used to hide the candy cane up in the door panel (door panel)
Still got the same ZENAS that I copped in Campbell (skrt, skrt)
Try to press me like the cleaners, it's gon' get handled (Handled)
Little young hyenas, they got hella ammo (uh huh)
I used to walk around with my life savings in my socks (talk to me)
I didn't have a bank account, I had a Nike box (a Nike box)
I might do it by myself, I give the order (give the order)
Greenlight some shit if you out of order (out of order)
Chevy Impala (Impala)
Lil' Lo-Rider
I want the twenty inch rims
That old school whip
Two yellow dice on my rearview
Subs in the trunk I can't hear you
I'm in my Chevy Impala
Chevy Impala
Everybody looking at my ride
(Everybody looking at my ride)
All the boys they wanna come inside
(All the boys, all the boys wanna come inside)
Everybody looking at my whip
(Why you looking at my whip mm?)
Mango vodka
Come and take a sip
(Won't you come and take a sip mm?)
And when the sun sets I don't mind
'Cause I've got all the time
When the sun sets I don't mind
'Cause when I wake up I'll be in my
Chevy Impala
(My) Lil' Lo-Rider
(I want the) Twenty inch rims
(That) Old school whip
Two yellow dice on my rearview
Subs in the trunk I can't hear you
I'm in my Chevy Impala
My Chevy Impala
Bounce like a '64 (bitch)
Fuckin' around in the life, you gotta be ready to pay the price
Bounce, bounce like a '64
You gotta be ready to stinkin' move
If you plannin' on being that dude (that dude, that dude)
Bounce, bounce like a '64
These haters ain't nothin' nice, they hella drunk and they hella shrewd
Bounce, bounce like a '64
Don't want no crooked dice, I play the field and I won't lose
Bounce, bounce like a '64
Aah-ooh
