YOUNGBLOODZ (f/ Cutty)
Cadillac
[Chorus: I'm chillin, wood No Bentley's, pimpin I'm cruisin, hoes That's cool 'cause I'm Cadillac Spoke spinnin, gold Liquor spillin, Cadillac Keep ridin, car That's cool 'cause I'm Cadillac
Now as I grip and dive, I on to keep a high In the sky, as I emphasize the right to these words you under heard I swerve through a blur Dodging fuck niggaz who figure we outta splurge And if happen to have the nerve, see you made a choice For the crime you on and walking on is getting poise Plus the Cadillac's we pimpin so slightly you slippin On really how it when these ties begin to grippin And shiftin and whole takin to the spot where hoes I'm quakin, on out - am I gon make it? And pimp fool like with gataz without no chaperone So see, we been doing from way back long '92, aqua blue, on them thangs we With a cup full of liquor blowing good on So let's ride til we can't ride no more We Cadillac hard see my nigga fa sho'
[Sean Sure be Cadillac but I called it to go This your boy Sean Paul, baby 'em the truth So roll Old Fleetwood with the two coup All platinum with the fifth wheel too And truth to these suckas something overdue Ride a 'Lac like a true playa to do Old school, slant back a jigga too Tan gold wit some bows like a boo Old school, chain, still grippin the grain Show a crease in my jeans, stay of the game Got a, piece on my grill, diamonds off in the And got so many had to change up my 'Lac All day I know how to act Got game down pat, sure be running the track Get some money from hoes and see how they react Show 'em how a real nigga come down like
[Sean I got a 'Lac with a rag, Baton top cut interior, 15's the knot I'ma be a last nigga the ATL y'all hell, feel and the playa can sell When you see me in the street, at me playa My bitch got duke, e, rose and wine, boo as as hell Through the never die, only time'll tell To be in, it's Cadillac wheel
Say what, round for this two door show We let the spillin go, in the Eldorado We through the spot to see which hoes gon follow 'cause we get and down passin rounds of bottle With a gloss so clean, I put this thing in For we out and cruise in the like roscoe So you gonna know us you see us when we ride on by slow 'cause this shit'll end through the eyes of my foes
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