Lyrics:
bodyguards, I got two big cars
That definitely ain't the wack
I got a Lincoln Continental and a sunroof Cadillac
So after school I take a dip in the pool
stoppa
Amma get it by any means necessary
Nigga I ain't neva waited on the tooth fairy
Black chevy on 23s
I’m through the hood with b and
A 2-2-3 under
Every day I'd watch them beauties roll by
And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry
'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black
One day I
I got this black and white picture on my wall
of Dolly Parton standing by a Sedan DeVille
And looks to be in the late sixties
cause it’s all
up G'd Up,
Lit the fuckin weed up,
Push Down the Gas pedal,
cadillac speed up x4
[Verse 2]
Afroman everywhere, marijuana in the air,
if you drunk if
ran, I jumped out the back window
But her daddy, he was waitin' with a two-by-four
Oh, he beat me to the left
He beat me to the right
out that muthafucka with about 4 pounds of that shamrock
Zip lock, body bag, toe tag, wet t-shirt, black mask
In and out fast, murderous, vast
To take that final ride (I hope it ain't me who)
Get cashed like a bad check (slammin cadillac doors)
Black hearses when they should be 6-0's
[silkk]
I
the tablet drizzle like snow cause I'm cold
Now you in a pickle Kosher or Vlasic
Rip through the traffic feeling fantastic
Ready like 1 2 3 in that Benz 4
Melissa was a cheerleader, half Jewish, but she never went to Temple
Cute face, button nose, two nice dimples, a cheerleader, so all her friends were
ran, I jumped out the back window
But her daddy, he was waitin' with a two-by-four
Oh, he beat me to the left
He beat me to the right
mount and (?), nothin'
Like (?) in the (?)
New Cadillac with all go hammer
Long as I remember, I done ran Atlanta
I could give a damn 'bout a (?)
want to be,
You're gonna have to learn pimpology.
Pimpology, a pimp's profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be
day I'd watch them beauties roll by
And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry
'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black.
One day I devised
Okay one, two, three, two, two
Baby don't you drive around with Dr. Bernice
She's not a lady doctor at all
She's got hands like a man with hair
a benz
So D just shot two, then later, yeah, he did it again
And then was makin' amends, by writing checks off with a pen
Oh, his bitch, she wanna see
mustache
And a red Cadillac
Now he's got you
And I've got two
Divorce lawyers on my back
Single again!
Back on the streets again
The old bars ain't
two
Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
the credit went to Elvis
Know you never knew that, know you think I'm too black
I just think I'm too real, I grew up on 2Pac
You grew up thinkin' that
By the Christians, it is written
That in the black Myrthian age
There existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood, blood
Drink it up, fifty
causing anxiety attacks
Pitch black normal tint BOOM BAP!
F***ed around and overheated my Zues amp
500, oh the hoes, f*** a ho
These are the thing
to smoke so much weed
It's a need
I gotta have bud in my system black
Laid back
With a ack
And a sac of indo in my Cadillac
So bill
Leather chill
at Manhattan and The Bridge with the chrome out
Ki's on the table, black tanktop, long cable
thoughts of overtakin' the table
dismantle and disable
verbal, made
with black-a-lot
Who else-we-got? let's hope they dance-a-lot
Google it. Conejo means rabbit in Spanish
If you ask Merlin, he'll tell you Arthur is
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