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