Lyrics:
alle meine Lieder zu kurz
Andere sagen sei kreativer, ich schweif ab
Korrigier wieder den Kurs
Nehm den Cadillac anstatt den 7er
Bin auf alle Fälle weg
alle meine Lieder zu kurz
Andere sagen sei kreativer, ich schweif ab
Korrigier wieder den Kurs
Nehm den Cadillac anstatt den 7er
Bin auf alle Fälle weg
Sitting way back, my girls in the back seat of my cadillac
Riding round lifted, You know that this smack
You know i'm groovy, girl please don't be
I got drugs in my backpack
Always wanted 44s on a Cadillac
I got drugs in my backpack
Always wanted 44s on a Cadillac
I was off the beans, I couldn't
Standing by the bar
Sex on the beach
Sun sets in the west
A win out of reach
But he knows best
Cadillac Jack
Betting down on black
Hunts for the win
When I was a young boy
I was livin' in a small town by the shore
Staring at the moon at night
Counting stars and wonderin' if there's more?
I
The lights are low the stage is set
The hush before the midnight barroom minuet
Bottles broken on the floor
Billy stagers over by the door
It's
Cadillac Man, bouta stack another band
I ain't gotta flash, but I show em that I can
When they see that classic people pull out they cam
When you see
Eldorado
Cadillac, for that Hugh Heffner bunny-money
Stacking copper by the dollar
Some may call me a goner
I'll just say that I'm tired
Ohh! I'm sick
Our little Polycarp
She tugged on all the strings of our heart
And with her secret pack
We'll drive in one salty Cadillac
Ahooga
Boing, boing, boing,
Night wolves moan winter hills are black
I'm all alone sitting in the back of a long white Cadillac
Train whistle cries lost on its own track
I
happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed, skillfully
ride
Cause we pimpin' ohhh
We be pimpin' ohhh
We be pimpin'
Wanna know why the niggas ride by
Getting high, Cadillac, looking fly nigga
Cause we pimpin'
Got a real fine freak with a real big butt
She gets real ill when she hears my cut
Got two Cadillac's one blue, one gold
With straps on the back
in a half a dozen states
Mama grew wiser as the years went by
She never said a word, kept it all inside
Well they found him face down in a motel
Oh, it's just another manic Monday
Six o'clock already
I was just in the middle of a dream
I was kissin' Valentino
By a crystal blue Italian
no looking back
Fuck opinions, face the facts
First class in a Cadillac (Cadillac)
Baby, touch me and I turn to gold
Wrapping silk around me if
gone
Gone like a freight-train, gone like yesterday
Gone like a soldier in the civil war, bang bang
Gone like a '59 Cadillac
Like all the good things
safe here with you
On the night train
Oh mamma, mamma,
Concrete is wheeling by
Down at the end of a lullaby
On the night train
no matter how hard I try
I'm gettin' really good at barely gettin' by
Got everything I own
By the sweat of my brow
From my four-wheel drive to my
Well, I left Kentucky back in '49
An' went to Detroit workin' on a 'sembly line
The first year they had me puttin' wheels on Cadillac's
Every
ring
She took the keys to my Cadillac car
Jumped in my Caddy and she drove afar
Put a detective
On her trail
The post office thought
weed to the Bumble Bees passing by
Meet me at the Top of the Burg! meet, meet me at the Top of the Burg! Top of the Burg
Cadillacs glistening
Cutlass
A smoke, a long black Cadillac
The engine's winding down
He'd park it up on the sidewalk
Like he owned the whole damn town
I'd hear him talkin'
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