Lyrics:
to the king
Well I'm drivin' in the flats in a Cadillac car
The girls all say, "You're a worn out star"
My pockets are loaded and I'm spending every dime
How
me tight
Down by West Street
Down by West Street
Down on a rockabilly hop
In the neon light
In the neon light
When the lights go on
You & my wheels
gonna kill me if I get
Kicked out of the choir
But you just gotta run them chariots
Now here's a little story happened long ago
One day Ezekiel
diss it, while real hop-hippers listen
Started by Afrikan Bambaata, so you and your partner
Gather your thoughts (ninety-six gon' be that year)
diss it, while real hop-hippers listen
Started by Afrikan Bambaata, so you and your partner
Gather your thoughts (ninety-six gon' be that year)
know how you do the voodoo that you do
So well it's a spell, hell
Makes me wanna shoop, shoop, shoop
Shoop shoop ba doop shoop ba doop
Shoop ba doop ba
you know and come to me (right... now). mesmerized by fires of hell. now you are under my spell. come closer and take my hand. you are now at my
and went down by the river
And a silver skull
And a voodoo head
And a curse of charms
With a tailored purse
With a tattooed chest, and a Cadillac
Near
gonna kill me if I get
Kicked out of the choir
But you just gotta run them chariots
Now here's a little story happened long ago
One day Ezekiel
THESE CADILLACS UNTIL THE CHOIR CALLING
IN THE SOUTH CUZ OUT IN HOLLYWOOD IT'S PLASTIC
AND WE KNOW WHO YOU ARE
BURY ME NOT IN A CASKET BUT THE SEATS OF MY
by choir]
Searchin so looooong (so long) lost in the clouuuuuds (in the clouds)
Tryin to stay strooooong, and make you prouuuuud - make you proud!
Took
overslept again or been bitten by a werewolf
in the night
She's waving like a candle light trying to keep me up all night
Lady you drove this Cadillac
(Hallelujah, as the choir sings)
[Chorus 2]
Searching so long (so long) lost in the clouds (in the clouds)
Trying to stay strong, and make you proud, make
I'm going right up to the
Right to the edge
Just touch me up and down
I'll be your slave
Oh yeah you're looking so
Goddamn fine
Hop in the Cadillac
ass, ho
Peter-rolled by Koopsta, Crunchy, Juice, Paul, Boo and Scarecrow
Ho, it's a whole lotta demons in my world today
Which means you run into
The Brooklyn base scholar and them niggas past Islip
And ooh-ooh, I curse you with that Fugee-la voodoo
Will do you like Italian deli kids slicing prosciutto
Hubcaps
Written by Timothy and Dominic Haygood
Rollin' on 3 hubcaps,
Cruisin' in my Cadillac,
Ain't nothin' but a scrap trap,
Boy's I'm not
badder Dan dem by far
Weytin make u Dey think say
We Dey come play for this place
Stand firm
Inna di street inna di hood when we pull up in Zongo
the same
So ya Gotta shake it off Shake the devil off you
Verse 1:
1997 up in grandma Sallie Cadillac on the road to Mississippi heard this an it took
the floor, t' the floor
I can take you higher
Lemme know if you really tryna roll
The whole lot is filled with Cadillacs on vogues
High altitude is where we
like new moon
All black like voodoo
I told little bitch play your part
You know that Danny the leader
I remember trapping in the dark
I left my heart in
accompanied by a poo-wop*
I'm just a man, who's walked in on you doing a poo
But the craziest thing, I've fallen in love with you
Piss off
Bridge: Choir
release?
Don't you know your soul is owned by the Prince of Peace?
I hear Heaven's Choir man it's deafening
They're singing glory to the Lamb for eternity
that you desire
Try and play it cool but my baby got that fire
She Got me sweating like the pastor
I make her sing like she in choir Fascinated by my
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