Juicy J

Juicy J - 30 Inches lyrics

rate me

Play me some pimpin mayn

Yessir!

Juicy J featuring Gucci Mane and Project Pat!

Ballin, ballin babyyy

I'm so hood, 30 inches on the Chevrolet!

Ballin, ballin babyyy

I'm so hood, 30 inches on the Chevrolet!

Ballin, ballin babyyy

I'm so hood, 30 inches on the Chevrolet!

I said you're everything... I ever hoped fooor

In a womaaan

30 inches on the Chevrolet!

30-30 inches on the Chevrolet!

Comin from the hood, the D-boys

Lot of superstars

Ridin 30 inches on a bucket or a new car

So flingy-flingy, so flingy

So blingy-blingy, so blingy

You see me-see me, you see me

The girls clingy, they clingy

They wanna ride with the Juice Mayn

Mister bang-bang

Ballin down the old common lane, in a Chevy thang

My car is like my wifey so I treat her with the skeeter-skeeter

Rubbers worn out, you can tell by the marriage meter

Betty-Betty McBetty, the name of my new Chevy

She snow-snow whiz-ite, the color of fish scaleys

She gotta-gotta get washed

So clean-clean, no spots

She mine til' she break down, and then I gotta tiz-oss

Girl, girl, girl

Girl please, Chevy so high, baby do you see the trees? (Huh, huh)

Crawlin down the block, dirty shine like skeez (Huh)

Blue so sweet, Gucci Mane can roll weed (Weed)

'71 Caprice taller than my Humvee (Vee)

Fine redbone, best friend, back seat (Huh)

And now we double datin, I make 'em both date me (Me)

30 inches shinin to make you haters hate me (Huh)

Used to love my date, everybody love king (What)

Flashback, triple-gold D's, seventeens (Seventeens)

Niggas on the scene, I was just fifteen

Big car, big rims, I'm mounting

Oh somethin clean, somethin y'all might see

Ya boy Project Pat, awww

28 inches, aww yeah, you sittin high boo

Not a woman out here on the streets can deny you

You my boo, so I gotta keeps you lookin good

Jumped into the white leather guts, with the cherry wood

When I flex, like havin sex on a porno flic

Bought some new shoes, all chrome cause I gotta flex

Know you love Jolly-Rancher candy, I did that

I ball hard, I'm a ghetto star, we in traffic

My car is bi-sexual cause she's a ho puller

Bring that gal to daddy, baby we'a gon' do her

You da only woman that a nigga made a murk for

Blow ya like moms, I'll go out like a kick-doe

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