Chevy Woods

Chevy Woods - Napkins feat. Wiz Khalifa lyrics

rate me

you can thank me later for fixin all the

dumbass lyrics some of you put on here

-tron

I need my mother fucking keys

Bitch you got my keys

Give me them shits

Oh now i’m ready you start my mother fucking car

Yeah spark one up

Big Jerm

2 x Hook:

I’m getting faded while i drive

Got your bitch up in my ride

Smoke up in the car an it's leather all inside

I’m playin old school pimpin

got your bitch with me bags pack homie yeah we’re trippin.

67 impala that’s wit a lot of work

My bitch want her hair to blow so i’ma need a vert

It’s never a drought never in need of work

I see you pussy from a far in need of a skirt

You know i’d ride playin old school pimping

Got your bitch with me homie ohh that’s why you’re trippin

Well let me get my luggage that car is bout your budget

She say i can fuck it, start the juice like nantucket..

She doing things for me that she don’t do when your around

Prince of the city two buss her down

Alaskin sports yea thats cold game

She doing what she doin i don’t know her name

But you say that that's ya girlfriend and give her tornado

Got her caught up in my *whirlwind*

You know i got the juice no bishop though, red cup sip it slow..hoe

2 x Hook:

I’m getting faded while i drive

Got your bitch up in my ride

Smoke up in the car and this leather all inside

I’m playin old school pimpin

Got your bitch with me bags packed homie

yeah we’re trippin.

fixed wiz's verse you deaf fools

I be with some hippy niggas trippy niggas

Always smoking with this niggas

If you got a zone and numbers to my phone and hit me nigga

Flashy nigga's, leave a rental car filled up with ashes nigga

Get a joint roll it, light it, hit it twice and pass it nigga

Famous niggas at the party smell some weed and blame us* nigga

You’d be what we smoking on and don’t know what the name is nigga

I’ll be with the gangest nigga pound of weed gangest bitches

Standing on the couch jus drinking out the bottle takin pictures

Yeah and my card ain’t got no limit and my audemar is sicknin, hoe i got it so i spend it

On the first class flight but i go private in a minute

What you want i probably got it tryin to do i probably did it

Ahh

And my gang so wit it

You niggas acting like bitches

Emotional, usually smoke one for you haters

but right now i’m smoking two

[2x Hook:]

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