Yelawolf and I feel like a king in my box Chevy Tell them other whack motherf**kers get that pine box ready Catfish Billy is lately don't get slapped wit' the medley Still sippin' on Jack D to my neck and my head start feelin' heavy Doin' 125 down I-29 really think I need to start slowin' down But I can't 'cause I got a pretty blonde thing Sittin' to my right that's blowin' me now Ooh yeah she headin' me I think her name might be Becky I was 'bout to drop her off But I had to switch lanes to get the brain she begged me Aw no do you come in two's Please choose a couple of friends that could hop in the cooz Now we goin' steady but I'm not lookin' for longevity Pipes in the back The lights of the night reflect sights through the dash I'm nice to bypass My wheels are super clean paint job it glitters and gleams And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (My box Chevy) This whip is built for queens and you wanna be seen wit' the king Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (My box Chevy) Tilted off Jim Beams sittin' off to the side I lean And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (My box Chevy) This whip is built for queens and you wanna be seen wit' the king Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (My box Chevy) F**k a Limousine I rather ride ride Caprices My speakers vibrate the concrete beneath us Ridin' 85 northbound shakin' doors down So I turn the speakers louder pissin' off polices F**k 5-star chick got a porn-star bitch Ridin' shotgun wit' me gettin' so wet Now she goin' down on me givin' road head bustin' on her forehead Then I take her back to the homestead peace Back in the Caprice took a sack of weed And crumpled it inside a cognac blunt rack Then it's time to jump back on the highway 85 Slumpin' in the seat like I'm hunckback And my Chevy look so dope old school Vo's on it Got it floatin' like a row boat Gold flakes in the candy paint drippin' on the road Drivin' slow like a showboat ho Don't act like you don't hear me comin' I got the Willy Sherman and it's comin' out the Clarion 12's in the trunk flat-screen T V 's in the headrest Wit' "Something About Marry" on carry on I be turnin' heads every time When you see in the Chevy man she car-struck And I'm far from hard-up so quit trippin' like a bitch And get in the car slut you know you wanna ride My wheels are super clean paint job it glitters and gleams And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (My box Chevy) This whip is built for queens and you wanna be seen wit' the king Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (My box Chevy) Tilted off Jim Beams sittin' off to the side I lean And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (My box Chevy) This whip is built for queens and you wanna be seen wit' the king Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (My box Chevy) Yeah in the the background wit' the six-pack now And I'm out lookin' for the ladies Peanut butter seats have seat girl My peanut butter needs jelly I'll chase you like Chevy If you ain't afraid to get messy If you know the game Then I'll let you call the shots like a referee yeah Now I'm drinkin' a deuce deuce sweet and slow Feelin' like I'm Deuce Deuce Bigalow Pick a bitch like I picked the piccolo Go anywhere you wanna go pick a road Interstate 59 20 75 285 85 southbound Twins pipes like pow-pow 100 spokes on the Vo's like wow My wheels are super clean paint job it glitters and gleams And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (My box Chevy) This whip is built for queens and you wanna be seen wit' the king Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (My box Chevy) Tilted off Jim Beams sittin' off to the side I lean And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (My box Chevy) This whip is built for queens and you wanna be seen wit' the king Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (My box Chevy)