Released on September 24, 2011

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[Verse 1: Chevy Woods]

I heard you got champagne wishes

You ain’t worried, but your ex-man

Good, cause I keep it on the night stand

Hood, ask niggers from around the way

Though my jewels on turn it to a brighter day!

Yeah, top off on the sunset

Take your girl from you nigga, would you want that!

Straight player shit, I be on my G

See my partner that’s what she wanna be

I’m getting money, and I sold my cousin v

Gotta bet bitch rolling up a tree

Her eyes green and she wanna go with me

So I kick a little game, hit her with some Palm tree

A couple lines for the night time situation

I got ‘em touch, girl so I feel ‘em hating!

And now I really kill long as you know

Baby we go'n climb up the Pluto, you know!


[Chorus: Chevy Woods]

Tell me when's the last time

You see some niggers do it like we do

We do, we do, do, do!

I know you heard is a good gal, gal

You can call your friends n' bring ‘em through!


[Verse 2: Chevy Woods]

And they know I’m dressed, so tailor

Hello neighbors, I’m chilling on a table, rolling flavors

Everything clean, so you know it’s papers

Hello haters! Do me a favor

Watch how I keep it cool with you bitch

I here gettin it on the road to getting rich!

No vows on the O's that I used to pitch

I used to corner store huggy n a bag of chips

Now my nigga is selling out and I’m right here

I swear every night I wanna shed a tear

But I just pour another cup and roll another one

Know from the bottom, that’s where we came from

To everybody that helped me down, you’re looking now

Welcome to the mother fuckin Cookout

Get your place ready, we eating good

We still living, and we in the hood!


[Chorus: Chevy Woods]

Tell me when's the last time

You see some niggers do it like we do

We do, we do, do, do!

I know you heard is a good gal, gal

You can call your friends n' bring ‘em through!


[Interlude: Wiz Khalifa]

Excuse, excuse me, trying to hear that player over there?

Oh yeah, don’t worry, you can smoke in here!

Chill, I’mma rap a little bit!

But it’s all about my nigga Chevy Woods

Make some noise for Chevy Woods!

Yeah, that’s what counts, my nigga is Chevy Woods!

This the motherfuckin Cookout

You feel me!


[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]

Same young nigga, just a space from the one to the zero

Grow a little bigger

And my flights board little quicker

Bitch say she can’t believe she seen a face of a real nigga

Oh, go get her dough spender, no swishers

Roll joints like the fingers on a gorilla

Sucker niggers I hate, the bag gonna fill up

Claim they do it like us, but ain’t no nigga!

And I’d like to thank every last of yall

Who stayed Taylor to this thing

Cause next stop is Chevy Woods!

Chevy


[Chorus: Chevy Woods]

Tell me when's the last time

You see some niggers do it like we do

We do, we do, do, do!

I know you heard is a good gal, gal

You can call your friends n' bring ‘em through!