[Intro: Mannie Fresh]   Yeah   Ya drive a Chevy now   Yeah, I'm ready now   The car's stolen baby   But I'm rollin baby      [Hook: Jasper]   Cadillacs to Cutlass   Regals, Pontiacs and Chevrolets   We ride, we ride Chevrolets ('let's)   Chevrolets ('let's), Chevrolets ('let's)   Cadillacs to Cutlass   Regals, Pontiacs and Chevrolets   We ride, we ride Chevrolets ('let's)   Chevrolets ('let's), Chevrolets ('let's)      [Verse 1: David Banner]   I got a big '67 'Lac Coupe DeVille   Mississippi on the tag, man that wood on the wheel   That motherfucka change colors like a lizard and shit   55 ridin south, gettin head from a bitch   Matter fact, yo bitch, nigga love it and check it   She like leather to the ass, so I love to ride naked   Right, bang her in the pussy, baby how that feel?   Left hand, swangin free, grippin wood on the wheel   Then I smack her on the ass man, and jump in the Regal   I got some hoes 'cross the river, all up in west, wiggle   Ready to twurk, pop it sick somethin, do it for daddy   I get back, later on ya bitch is washin my Caddy   Spit-shine, waxed up, Armor-All on the tire   Ran the hoes down the throat, cause that mouth so fire   That's where a nigga ride, in the south   You taste a nigga dick, every time you shove ya tongue in her mouth   Ya weak bitch!      [Hook]      [Verse 2: Bun B]   Say man, I'm in the deuce, in the quarter   Fuck with juice, smoke, and water   Actin bad with'cha daughter   Like a real nigga ought'a   What her-what her momma taught her   Keep ya boys toes curled up   But man she be-man she be fuckin ya boy world up   I'm thowed in the streets   I'm thow-thowed in the game   I rock-rock bizintine   Stay blow-blowed in the brain   I'm grippin-grippin on the grain   Like a real south-sider   I bounce and swang-bounce and swang down on them spiders   Partna you think you know, but playa you mistakin   You knew ya seen-knew ya seen the candy paint cakin   Bump back-bump back and recline, trunk-trunk open wide   Woofer-woofer beat'cha dome, it's a-it's about to go   Chrys'a-Chrys' about to po'   You know we-know we got the g's   Real-real "Big Tymers", all a-all about the cheese   So gon-gon' show ya tattoos, and ya gold tooth   We screamin-screamin "Free Pimp C", and flaggin out the roof baby      [Hook]      [Verse 3: Mannie Fresh (Screwed voice)]   Four-fifty-four (Big-block, red stripes-stripes)   Comin through this bitch with them loud ass pipes-pipes   (Any nigga wanna come and get it) Please-please   Breeze by yo ass, with the motherfuckin ease   In the middle of the dark and Interstate sparkin   Call-induction opened up, carbuerator barkin   Pass by the crowd, music real loud   (Every-every thang in my cd-changer for the sound)   Then I do it real good, diamonds on the wood   Oh pissy-ass, sissy-ass lame wish he could   Ride like that, "Diamond in the Back"   Moon-roof top, Brougham Cadillac   Then I pass in my Cut' dawg, screamin out (Fuck y'all)   Roll down the window, hey! Let a pimp pluck off   Acious Clacious Clay has returned   In a Super-Sport Chevy with' a ultra-perm, woo!      [Hook]