[Intro]
You got, you got, Young Jeezy
A.K.A. Count-The-Money-In-This-Summer
And we gon' talk about these bouvalay cars
This bouvalay paint, these bouvalay rims, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout
And if you didn't know, pimpin'
"Bouvalay" is Haitian for bullshit, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
So check me out, huh
W-what, w-what, what, w-what, w-what, what
[Verse 1]
Top down (Top down), I'm still flossin' (Still flossin')
I got my heater on my lap 'cause it's coughin' (Yeah)
Sip my purp' today, gotta spray that purpose (Ow)
No run marks, y'all, everythin's perfect (Ow)
Got the matchin' steerin' wheel, watch a nigga work (Work it)
Alpine everything, watch a nigga twerk (Twerk it)
Come though yo' hood, soundin' like an earthquake
Got young niggas on yo' corner doin' triple take (Woo!)
And where y'all from, dawg, y'all might call y'all paint candy (Yeah)
But where we from, dawg, see we call this here yandy (Alright)
This shit is not a game, I don't know what a nigga think (Think)
I got that Laffy Taffy mixed with Skittles, Jolly Rancher paint (Hey)
[Chorus]
On your Lexus, on your Benzo (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
On your Bimmer, 22"s or better (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
On your 'Lac trucks, on your Rovers (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
On your Hummers, 22"s or better (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
On your Cut', dawgs, on your Skylarks (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
On your Chevys, 22"s or better (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
On your Duallys, on your Ram trucks (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
And on your Harleys, 22"s or better (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
[Verse 2]
Now if you're ridin' on that bullshit, put it back up
I got the 24"s on the 'Lac truck
And see my Aunty Bridget never understood this
See me swervin' through and be like (Oh my goodness)
It's Young Jeezy, y'all, ain't nobody cooler
When I park, all the kids just break out they rulers
Shit, I changed the grill, so you know that bitch grillin'
Hit one button and watch the screen straight drop out up the ceilin'
"Mister, mister, how could you afford this?
This look like some shit that we saw up in Surface"
Gather 'round kids, I got a new word for y'all today
If it ain't 22"s or better, then it's bouvalay, hey
[Chorus]
On your Lexus, on your Benzo (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
On your Bimmer, 22"s or better (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
On your 'Lac trucks, on your Rovers (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
On your Hummers, 22"s or better (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
On your Cut', dawgs, on your Skylarks (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
On your Chevys, 22"s or better (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
On your Duallys, on your Ram trucks (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
And on your Harleys, 22"s or better (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
[Verse 3]
Drunk as shit, block snitch (Oh!), straight shit talkin' (Oh!)
My car been in park but the bitch moonwalkin' (Hee-hee)
Stay strapped, y'all (Yeah), kept a .9 for the jacket (That right)
We used to call them Jordan's, now we call 'em Michael Jackson's
So never mind Jeezy Jee', yall, he be 'bout his cheddar
Get 'em for 19 but they be 22 or better
Don't holler at the hoes 'cause the chrome is gon' get 'em
'Cause you chillin' with Michael Jordan, he got Emmet with him (Woo!)
Shit, bounce, swerve, drop the top, all up in your Cutlass
But the only exception is y'all, is nineteen and buck nicks
Ride some shit before me? Dawg, you must be crazy
I'm the same young nigga that got a credit line at Baileys, woah
[Chorus]
On your Lexus, on your Benzo (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
On your Bimmer, 22"s or better (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
On your 'Lac trucks, on your Rovers (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
On your Hummers, 22"s or better (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
On your Cut', dawgs, on your Skylarks (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
On your Chevys, 22"s or better (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
On your Duallys, on your Ram trucks (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
And on your Harleys, 22"s or better (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
