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Big body sittin' on chrome Big body sittin' on chrome Big body sittin' on chrome Big body sittin' on chrome Somebody wake me, I'm dreamin' I thought I heard your voice again Five years today, tears drop and I can't hold it in Everybody's doin' good, Channel's got yo smile, ma Glad she stayed with me, single dad for a while now Et cetera, Love like love like I teach yo, your way still hammy Will I die young? Probably, not a soul can stop me While I'm here, pray to God that my angels watch me When my time come, I hope it ain't slow I'm talkin' to your pictures, you ain't speakin' The first time, I hope you know I love you fo' believin' Neither one would drop outta highschool for no reason You a preacher, and I'm a B grader (Now look at my achievements) I'm talkin' with you now, lemme listen Yeah, we miss you, been a long time since I was with ya On my mind like always, I think about yo smile and vibes Roll up at the beach drinkin' bottle of wine, then I ride It's been a while Big body sittin' on chrome Big body sittin' on chrome Still I Ride Big body sittin' on chrome Big body sittin' on chrome ATL Imagine, H Town in classes In the Bay with cash, and rappers _____(?) in plastic (We was on one) Homies with the trappin', and I was rappin' We made the tracks with Bun B and Slim Thugga Smoke weed in the HEA life, I bet the weed dried up and it ain't right (Tell me I'm wrong) I need the old conversations on our burned out phone At your funeral it was crazy, all 'em girls showed up I remember when we first met in that big ole' truck 8 months changed, feel good, Ellis is too Slim Pip still got me unstressed ______(?) And the dream team's still poppin' This bundle's so good, it ripped the scenes In my muthafuckin' jeans pockets I still remember that crew, big fools stay true Just copped the mud and this pill is fo' yo, now I ride Big body sittin' on chrome Big body sittin' on chrome Still I Ride Big body sittin' on chrome Big body sittin' on chrome Not The Jacka, don't tell me Someone took the doppest, fo' real Money mansion on 9, roll the cook by the feel No care on the sip, we all crackin' the seal _________(?) he ain't countin' the mill Have the streets gettin' money to this dopeboy shit Oh, wait, billboards, 25 on the list? You even took me out to KC and showed me the way Always repped this mob shit outside of the Bay Whole town flies, all I know anotha day ain't cry Slappin' DS2, neva blink and try You're the best in my mind, the whole Bay is shot The whole world feel hurt, the J-A like Pac Real legends live forever, that's the truth We gon' hold your kids down and Try and see them thru Smoke something for the mob Big body sittin' on chrome Big body sittin' on chrome Smoke sum' for the mob, put two in the air Bullet jackhammer, for the jack artist, if you care Big body sittin' on chrome Big body sittin' on chrome Mom I love you Still I Ride Still I Ride Big body sittin' on chrome Big body sittin' on chrome Big body sittin' on chrome
Writer(s): Cosmo Hickox, Gilbert Anthony Jr. Milam, Max Field Perry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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