Sky Scrapin Lyrics
(J Cash)
Nothin' like a clean Chevy sittin' on feet
Sky Scrapin' so high can't even see the streets (X2)
(Jon Young)
We got the whip game locked in the sunshine state
The feet just keep on gettin' bigger now we on 28's
Them haters can't see us cuz we sittin' so tall
But they wanna roll like us cuz we lookin' so raw (X2)
(Jon Young)
Yeah we the first to roll them 28's
The first to lift them things high
And if you thinkin' otherwise boy you must been told a lie
California started lows out in Houston they got slabs
Fla stay ridin' big and in New York they rollin' cabs
I'm from the state where we ballin' steady grillin' golds
Hangin' out the window blowin' dro grippin' oak
Made from that Dade to Duval to my county mane
We ridin' high in the sky like we flyin' planes
We got them paint jobs glossy like lip balm
Sprayed fresh lookin' wet still got some tape on
Better get your grind on if yall thinkin' of competing
Don't believe me? just come to the O for classic weekend
I don't know whatch' thinkin' cuz down here we got it sold
Everyday in the city of the O its like a show
We roll them floaters and them big spokes
Round here it's no joke these boys ain't' playin' games
We grindin' makin' big dough
We got the whip game locked in the sunshine state
The features keep on gettin' bigger now we on 28's
Them haters can't see us cuz we sittin' so tall
But they wanna roll like us cuz we lookin' so raw (X2)
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(J Cash)
You see me ridin high sky scrapin
In the chevy on them daytons with pirellis on the pavement
While the TV screens is playin'
All black, black rims, black tint, black paint. (that's hard)
Chrome suspension rear-end cuz the boy don't play
So they say, well why he ain't' ridin' in a benza?
Cuz the box Chevy so sick that i named it influenza!
Rollin four donks deep headin east down isle four
Hit a corner in Daytona then we left the sho
Made a stop back in Orlando then went west some more
Hit the strip club down in Tampa they the best fo sho (right)
Got a bad chick ridin shotgun with me
Plus the power windows down so you can catch some breath
And the moons wide open go and floss them teeth
We gettin' crunk in the sunshine state on big feet
I got the 454 with the pedal to the flo
Dual exhaust with the flow drop the top on it and go
We got the whip game locked in the sunshine state
The features keep on gettin' bigger now we on 28's
Them haters can't see us cuz we sittin' so tall
But they wanna roll like us cuz we lookin' so raw (x2)
Nothin' like a clean Chevy sittin' on feet
Sky scrapin' so high can't even see the streets (x2)
