Lyrics She's My '57 Chevy - V2

She's My '57 Chevy

Hey all you guys and you Ginas well now listen to me
I’ve got a '57 Chevy that’ll bring 'em to your knees
Feeling doesn’t greet ball, I foul at the floor
Race at me and I’ll blow off your door!
My little baby’s born in the strain my mean
A human tried to card me, call it like a dream!
Cuz she’s my '57 Chevy!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
An old school mile with the touch she glad!
She’s a something with horse, she’s a real bad ask!
She’s flaming red with a pitching stance
When I fly her bus she turns everybody’s heads!
All the young cops love her, won’t let her rub
She’s a Merrikan muscle, she’s got the right stuff!
When I take her out kissing, girls look at her wrong
Because the big bad sheet cruising 'round on the dime!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
An old school mile with the touch she glad!
She’s a something with horse, she’s a real bad ask!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
An old school mile with the touch she glad!
She’s a something with horse, she’s a real bad ask!
So if you see my grown grill in your rear view mirror
Pull your rice burner over and let me on by!
If the floor’s enough, then you should give it a try
'57 Chevy’s gonna make you cry!
And if you’re foolish enough, you’ll give me a try
'57 Chevy’s gonna make you cry!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
An old school mile with the touch she glad!
She’s a something with horse, she’s a real bad ask!
Woo!
Vincenzo!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
An old school mile with the touch she glad!
She’s a something with horse, she’s a real bad ask!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
She’s my '57 Chevy!
An old school mile with the touch she glad!
She’s a something with horse, she’s a real bad ask!