[Intro]
David Banner
[Chorus: Yung Joc]
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the—, get, get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the—, get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, put it in the air
Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, put it in the air
Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, put it in the air
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit
[Verse 1: David Banner]
I got a chip in my engine, twenty-six-inch rims
I got fade-away money, bitch, I'm ballin' out the gym
Got my old school bumpin', hip wheel on recline
If you think a nigga broke, you out'cha monkey-ass mind (Yeah)
Diamonds on my pinky (Yeah), hand on the pine
Bitch, you touch and die, your momma do the second line
Screens fallin' from the sky, syrup fallin' in my cup
Old school Chevy thang, comin' down, nigga, what?
Got diamonds in my mouth (Yeah), got some Gucci on my seat
Got G's on my ass, bitch, it's cold when I speak
Got a freak on my arm, got a charm around my neck
You can gon' pass the mic, watch I'm 'bout to catch wreck
Still screamin' out mayne (Mayne), pistol in my hand
Southside so throwed (Throwed in the game)
Big face on my chain, eighty-four's on the frame
Big bodies comin' down, hoggin' up both lanes
David Banner
[Chorus: Yung Joc]
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the—, get, get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the—, get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, put it in the air
Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, put it in the air
Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, put it in the air
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit
[Verse 1: David Banner]
I got a chip in my engine, twenty-six-inch rims
I got fade-away money, bitch, I'm ballin' out the gym
Got my old school bumpin', hip wheel on recline
If you think a nigga broke, you out'cha monkey-ass mind (Yeah)
Diamonds on my pinky (Yeah), hand on the pine
Bitch, you touch and die, your momma do the second line
Screens fallin' from the sky, syrup fallin' in my cup
Old school Chevy thang, comin' down, nigga, what?
Got diamonds in my mouth (Yeah), got some Gucci on my seat
Got G's on my ass, bitch, it's cold when I speak
Got a freak on my arm, got a charm around my neck
You can gon' pass the mic, watch I'm 'bout to catch wreck
Still screamin' out mayne (Mayne), pistol in my hand
Southside so throwed (Throwed in the game)
Big face on my chain, eighty-four's on the frame
Big bodies comin' down, hoggin' up both lanes
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