F#m G#m A Bm Heavy Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man (Bitch) Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man? (Bitch) F#m G#m A Bm Heavy Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man Yeah, I like this, a'ight big bruh, fall it out F#m G#m A Bm Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no petty change Heavy Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man F#m G#m A Bm I see you, I think I got this one, I think I got it Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man? F#m G#m A Bm Y'know, I was talkin' 'bout, like, Trick Daddy And y'know, the real Dunk Ryders F#m G#m A Bm Heavy Chevys (Alright), heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man Let's see what I got (T-Double) F#m G#m A Bm Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no petty change (Tha Bizness) [Verse 1: T-Pain] So let's start with the F#m G#m A Bm '72 Chevelle, I know that well 'Cause everybody try to buy that bitch from me But I will never sell, hell F#m G#m A Bm Mids and highs and 4-12s 24 inches, chopped seats, complete with the Pirells F#m G#m A Bm Inside got baby blue 'gator scales Even on the bottom of the seat, you can see the 'gator tail F#m G#m A Bm My shit hard as a turtle shell Plus I got a mothafuckin' motor that'll make them tires yell F#m G#m A Bm When I was 11, dawg, I learned 'bout my Chevy, dawg I burned the Pirellis off, convertible, take it off F#m G#m A Bm Believe my leather stayin' soft That's why I'm at the start line, 'bout to take it off [Chorus] F#m G#m A Bm Heavy Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man (Bitch) Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man? (Bitch) F#m G#m A Bm Heavy Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man Yeah, I like this, a'ight big bruh, fall it out F#m G#m A Bm Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no petty change Heavy Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man F#m G#m A Bm I see you, I think I got this one, I think I got it Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man? F#m G#m A Bm Y'know, I was talkin' 'bout, like, Trick Daddy And y'know, the real Dunk Ryders F#m G#m A Bm Heavy Chevys (Alright), heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man Let's see what I got (T-Double) F#m G#m A Bm Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no petty change (Tha Bizness) [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] F#m G#m A Bm Well, I went and got that new Chevy truck The one without the little man step F#m G#m A Bm And I love that bitch so much, tomorrow I'ma wear the fan belt F#m G#m A Bm Speakers in the bed sound like I got band help Beatin' down yo' block, leave you with a damn welt F#m G#m A Bm I used to have a '64 a few years ago I had that bitch on three wheels on one of my old videos F#m G#m A Bm Now I got a honey SS, I call it Cheerio But my neighbors call it "Please turn down the stereo!" F#m G#m A Bm Now cut that hoe up louder 24 karat gold pipes on the low Impala F#m G#m A Bm See Pain, I knew a lil somethin', but thanks for the lesson As a matter of fact, y'know what? I'ma buy you a Chevy [Chorus] F#m G#m A Bm Heavy Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man (Bitch) Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man? (Bitch) F#m G#m A Bm Heavy Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man Yeah, I like this, a'ight big bruh, fall it out F#m G#m A Bm Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no petty change Heavy Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man F#m G#m A Bm I see you, I think I got this one, I think I got it Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man? F#m G#m A Bm Y'know, I was talkin' 'bout, like, Trick Daddy And y'know, the real Dunk Ryders F#m G#m A Bm Heavy Chevys (Alright), heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man Let's see what [Outro: Lil Wayne] F#m G#m A Bm I said, a long, long time ago I can still remember how that music used to make me smile F#m G#m A Bm And I knew if I had my chance, I could make the people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while F#m G#m A Bm Oh, but February made me shiver with every paper I deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step F#m G#m A Bm I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride But somethin' touched me deep inside the day the music died F#m G#m A Bm So bye-bye Ms. American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry F#m G#m A Bm And them good ol' boys was drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die, day that I die
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