Zip K - Chevy Hump lyrics

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Zip K - Chevy Hump lyrics

[Verse 1] A dog need what a dog need when a dog need it Just looking for a kitty worth the dog eating Rock show after show, no groupies though Cause I don't wanna get involved for the wrong reasons And I know you back to school enrolled, indulged in a finer education With all the street pharmacists to find your medication Funny how the campus grow the finest vegetation on your way to graduation I'm aware, n***as want you but you don't got time to care Cause the double standard given isn't fair Touchin' on yourself when you got some time to spare Told me meet you downstairs via text message Leaving out your dorm Shorts on, t-shirt, oh that's your uniform? Had enough of playing goodie You can't take it anymore And you know it's time to go Release your inner carnivore Alriiiighta, let me slide down in my grandfather Impala '69 model, back in high school I was scared of your momma Now we both grown, that's a word to your momma Backseat interior peanut bu*ter And your skin smooth like a pina colada Windows foggin' up, stereo volume up Chevrolet humpin', let's get it [Hook] Uh, let's get it, let's get it, let's get it I'm wit it, you wit it The windows all tinted I'm in it, you feel it We kicking' this pimpin' Let's get it, let's get it Uh, let's get it, let's get it, let's get it I'm revving your engine I'm diggin' and hittin' The sh** is ridiculous Kickin' this pimpin' We getting that Chevrolet hump (Chevrolet hump) [x4] We getting that Chevrolet hump (Chevrolet hump) [x3] In that chevy, chevy, chevy She had dumps like a truck, truck, truck Thighs like what, what, what Baby move your bu*t, bu*t, bu*t Aww man and make her say it again Get in that Chevrolet hump, hump, hump [x3] [ Verse 2] All them lower back ma**ages in them parkin' garages Girl I owed you a solid In the process I got solid And you know what to do You took anatomy in college (Yes ma'am) In the old school chevy Just enough room to get heavy Seats pushed forward, backseat been ready Got the AC blowin' don't matter we sweatin' Got your bare feet on the window Gone off the endo, deep breath outro As a n***a intro Digging your geometry I'm hitting every angle Back scratched up I ain't tryna be Django, no Got a tank full of gas So there ain't nowhere we can't go, no And my hands like shackles How they grippin' on your ankles Maaco got my paint drippin' like such Got you drippin' automatic and a n***a clutch Hope you insured cause I'm 'bout to make dents Windows campin' out all this tint When you f**in' out in public girl it only makes sense Lookin' back at it don't know whose a** is this Had me thinking 'bout it 'til your last cla** dismissed That Chevrolet works like mattresses, let's get it [Hook]

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