Shawty hop in my ride and we could roll out
We ain't gotta make it fast, so baby slow down
Pick you up around eight no I won't be late
Hit the 202 South take the loop around
Surround sound in the Chevy got you body rocking
In down town riding slow with the trunk knocking
You be leaning on the cup holder to rest your head up on my shoulder
Once we hit corner then the talking's over
Uh
And she ride like a champ
Bumping and grinding while she be squeezing on my hand
Silhouette up underneath the street light looking like something you would've saw out in France
Damn
We do whatever we like it's getting real heavy
Got me all in her sites say she been ready
Give it to her so right that's why she always let me
It's another late night in the Chevy