Lyrics 22's Or Better - Young Jeezy
You
got,
Young
Jeezy
Aka
countin′
the
money
in
the
summer
And
we
gon'
talk
about
these
bouvale
cars
These
bouvale
paint,
these
bouvale
rims
You
know
what
I′m
talkin'
'bout
And
if
you
didn′t
know
pimpin′
Bouvale
is
Haitian
for
bullshit
You
know
what
I'm
talkin′
'bout
Let′s
check
me
out
Top
down,
still
flossin'
I
got
my
Tino
on
my
lap
′cause
it's
talkin'
Semi-perfect
day,
got
it
sprayed
at
birdhouse
No
runs
marks,
y′all,
everythin′s
perfect
Got
the
matchin'
steerin′
wheel
Watch
a
nigger
work,
Alpine
everythin'
Watch
a
nigger
twirl
Comin′
over,
soundin'
like
an
earthquake
Got
young
niggers
on
your
corner
doin′
triple
take
Where
y'all
from,
dawg?
Y'all
might
call,
y′all
paint
candy
But
where
we
from,
dawg,
see
we
call
this
shit
candy
This
shit
is
not
a
game,
I
don′t
know
what
a
nigger
think
I
got
that
laffy,
taffy
mix
with
skittles,
jolly
rancher
paint,
hey
On
your
Lexus,
on
your
Benzo
On
your
Bimmer,
22's
or
better
On
your
Lac
trucks,
on
your
Rovers
On
your
Hummers,
22′s
or
better
On
your
Cut,
dawgs,
on
your
Skylarks
On
your
Chevy's,
22′s
or
better
On
your
Duallies,
on
your
Ram
trucks
And
on
your
Harleys,
22's
or
better
Now
if
your
ridin′
on
that
bullshit,
put
it
back
up
I
got
the
24's
on
the
'lac
truck
You
see,
my
Aunty
Bridget,
she
never
understood
this
See
me
swervin′
through
and
be
like,
"Oh
my
goodness"
It′s
Young
Jeezy,
y'all,
ain′t
no
body
cooler
When
I
park,
all
the
kids
just
break
out
their
rulers
Shit
I
changed
the
grill,
so
you
know
that
bitch
grilly
Hit
one
button
and
watch
the
screen
straight
drop
out
up
the
cielly
Mister,
mister,
how
could
you
afford
this?
This
look
like
some
shit
that
we
saw,
consort
this
Gather
'round
kids,
I
got
a
new
word
for
y′all
today
If
it
ain't
22′s
or
better,
then
it's
bouvale,
hey
On
your
Lexus,
on
your
Benzo
On
your
Bimmer,
22's
or
better
On
your
Lac
trucks,
on
your
Rovers
On
your
Hummers,
22′s
or
better
On
your
Cut,
dawgs,
on
your
Skylarks
On
your
Chevy′s,
22's
or
better
On
your
Duallies,
on
your
Ram
trucks
And
on
your
Harleys,
22′s
or
better
Drunk
as
shit,
[Incomprehensible]
Car
can
barely
park
but
the
bitch
moonwalk
Stay
strapped,
y'all,
keep
a
9 for
the
jack
We
used
to
call
them
Jordan′s
Now
we
call
them
Michael
Jackson's
G,
G,
G
yall,
he
be
′bout
his
cheddar
Get
over
19
but
they
be
22
or
better
Don't
holler
at
the
hoes
'cause
the
chrome
is
gonna
get
′em
′Cause
you
chillin'
with
Michael
Jordan,
he
got
Emmet
with
him
See
bounce,
swerve,
drop
the
top,
all
up
in
your
Cutlass
But
the
only
exception
is,
y′all,
these
19
is
butt
nicks
Rap
some
shit
before
me,
dawg,
you
must
be
crazy
I'm
the
same
young
nigger
that
got
a
credit
line
at
Baileys
On
your
Lexus,
on
your
Benzo
On
your
Bimmer,
22′s
or
better
On
your
Lac
trucks,
on
your
Rovers
On
your
Hummers,
22's
or
better
On
your
Cut,
dawgs,
on
your
Skylarks
On
your
Chevy′s,
22's
or
better
On
your
Duallies,
on
your
Ram
trucks
And
on
your
Harleys,
22's
or
better
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