Lyrics:
ride in the '88 Cutlass (Cutlass)
Gon' swing with the goldies
Ooh know I gotta like that (like that)
You gon' need somebody like that (ooh)
With
you quick
Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes
Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night
Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still
Shorty, shit
It's me nigga
Who in the, Cutlass with the Mary Jane?
It's me nigga, It's me nigga
Who the nigga jumpin' from lane to lane?
Ha-ha It's me, It's me
I hopped in the Cutlass
I hopped out a bucket
I pop like I pulled out my weight in some luggage
These hoes steady buggin'
My phone steady buzzin'
I
I go jump and pass
Holy ghost gat my back carry carry cutlass
Moni ke leave me make I pass
Chai we no dey the same class
Obsatcle come I go jump
I hopped in the Cutlass
I hopped out a bucket
I pop like I pulled out my weight in some luggage
These hoes steady buggin'
My phone steady buzzin'
I
Cutlass with the Mary Jane?
It's me nigga, it's me nigga
Who the nigga jumpin' from lane to lane?
Ha-ha it's me, it's me nigga
Who in the Cutlass with
and shit?
Oh you talkin' 'bout that uh, that uh
The homies in the Cutlass on E
Niggas turnt up and we 'bout to hit the street
Ay the blood trippin', ay
like it's televised
Don't wanna leave you waiting, I'm bendin' corners in a Cutlass
We fuckin' like we sayin' goodbye
Ain't a damn thing changed, put
It's a Midwest thang, y'all and they ain't got a clue (they ain't got a clue)
Why my Cutlass blue
And I got them thangs on that muh'fucker too
Uh
Yeah
It's that LA shit
Crenshaw and Slauson, 2003
Young niggas getting money for real this time
Ayy, look
Summertime in that Cutlass, all
father stop treating us like bastards
One man this, one man that
One woman, two bachelors
Put away the cutlass and put away the gun
See them politician
It Up
Curry on hip and I Bet It Up
License to hit and I Bet It Up
Trap out her shit and I Bet It Up
Cutlass on flick and I Bet It Up
Payed for the trip
I got money on my mind I'm a motherfucking maniac
Coolest cat around
Cold front coming through your habitat
Cutlass that's a country boys answer
the projects
Remember sliding in that Yoda ducking dodging
Now my Cutlass sits so high I don't know how to drive it
I'm on A1A slidin' but I ain't got no
love you
My Cutlass with them suicide doors
Move out my way
Move out out
Nigga move out my way
Move out my way
Wait a minute now
Hold a second
money
And when we pass through people dead
A Cosanostra, man a eat tears, kill fi money
We put one cutlass inna dem head
A Cosanostra, man a eat
"YEE!"
You can catch me in the traffic
In the Cutlass or the Maverick holla'n "YEE!"
If it's lookin like some static
We gon' bust them automatics like
Yea that's 87 Cutlass
On them dubs n****
I love weed I love money iIlove guns n****
I love wemon that aint b******
They addictin
They like drugs
forever and we be makin niggas think
Commoe
Benz and Hummers drop tops bringin thunder
Cutlass and Novas Jaguars niggas wonder
Trucks and bikes Corvettes
Cutlass '88, born in '94
I would grip a '58 and try and make some noise
Cutlass '88, born in '94
I would grip a '58 and try and make it
"27"
I’ll tell you a tale of a pirate queen
A she-wolf who reigned the Caribbean Sea
With a pistol-a-ready and a cutlass keen
The villainous, infamous Anne
Uh
I see stream lines in my cutlass
Uh
I swing B-lines it ain't fair
Yeah
We lost in them fears
Yeah
I got many line I won't cut loose
Uh
I see stream
a Cutlass sweet
Destruction of East
The Sickness of a million niggas
Envy the enemy
The remedy mack nine leave ya mind froze
An blind fold, an tied up
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