Lyrics:
Baby D Ridin In A Chevy

, ross this is D- Block this is D- Block this is D- Block this is D- Block DDDDD you know my name ( rick ross) Ridin in that maybach baby boy

as good a crack pitcher as a pad ripper I say that to say this Don't let mad liquor turn me to a bodybag zipper and not a ad-libber Couple joints ago

(Now let me get a piece of this) (Let me get a piece, Bee) Night Check it, check it I was born underwater with three dollars and a cocktail Tryin' to

same Hoovie's what they call me, keep 2 clips for my N-I-E B-B-N got my back, cauz all them thug niggaz on the track Bustin till we D-I-E, skullhead baby

Holla back baby, my Chevy clean but my Lac crazy The back bumpa on the ground like I'm ridin' with a fat lady Look what God gave me A '72 Caprice Classic

lovin' the player, chasin', callin' me 'Baby' But fuck that, I rather trot, these hoes are too damn shady Look, I don't need a bitch, I'm ridin' down for me An' fuck a

' proper Like a real show stopper [group- dawn lead vocal] This is for my chicas with the beamers a6s '67 chevys, maserati, or a lexus Say oh, oh Break

My boo thang ready [Chorus] [Verse 2] She ready to go, Lookin' like she really wants a big deal, Universal Girl I signed a big deal we ridin', Ridin

a Mercedes for these tricks That thought I quit Then got a drop top Jag for these bitches that's on my dick Go to a club in a pack I'm smokin' bud in