Lyrics:
cadillac
Let me ride, let me ride
White man, white man, don't you know
Those indians they had no place to go
They took old Geronimo by storm
Riped
As they said
(A-one, two, on, two, three, four)
Well, it was out in California
By the San Diego sea
That was when I was taken in
And it left
want to play with that toy
Droppin' this heat like an asteroid
Good in the south like Pastor Troy
Pull up aside of a 1977
Sittin' back and sippin' my
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South Standing in the doorways of schools and
Waging a political war against a Federal
Government that he decried
witnessing me blow up
Like seeing a tank of gas explode
And I'm, I'm high like a flight I'm sitting back of coach
By the window sipping Jack and Cokes
Woo!
The joint was a jumpin' on the corner
(Yeah, yeah)
Down on a Honky Tonk Street
(Yeah, yeah)
When all of a sudden up drove a Cadillac
(Yeah,
Mi abuela raised three daughters all by herself, with no help
I think about her struggle and I find the strength in myself
These words, melt in my
In the year 2, followed by three 0's
The space probe Galileo, will welcome us all to channel zero
But how come
East side niggas stay bout it
West side niggas stay bout it
North side niggas stay bout it
South side niggas stay bout it bout it
East side
the sea one day,
Landed up in Boston Bay;
Vanzetti sailed the ocean blue,
Landed up in Boston, too.
Sacco's wife three children had,
Sacco was
it on sight (On sight)
Gotta watch for the three blind mice (yeah)
How I came from the south, aight
Whole lotta pain, no, keep it tight
(Keep it
to your basement and listen (you're gonna fuckin' check this out)
Lesson three, get a job at a label, switch demos with Canibus
And put yours
to your basement and listen (you're gonna fuckin' check this out)
Lesson three, get a job at a label, switch demos with Canibus
And put yours
end of the street
Cross in the night, invisible to the electric eye
Sippin' on a little Night Train
Slippin' into the car to stay warm
Sleep by
there's nothing I won't do
To have you, darling, by my side, oui
You'll have a yacht, a couple Cadillacs
I'll even love to pay your income tax
So please
there's nothing I won't do
To have you, darling, by my side, oui
You'll have a yacht, a couple Cadillacs
I'll even love to pay your income tax
So please
there's nothing I won't do
To have you, darling, by my side, oui
You'll have a yacht, a couple Cadillacs
I'll even love to pay your income tax
So please
rowdy) bout it bout it
Suicide, pull a ride, nutty buddy
With the cutty on the side
Sittin' on, 3's with D's, on top of dub
I'm down South in the club
mothafucka' from the street)
(All I have in this world)
(All I have in this world)
(Balls)
(Balls)
(Balls)
(Balls)
I'm in the South Park, night
control
I keep it comin' so my wood-grain tellin' me
To go north, go east, go west, go south
Down, ridin' in your Cadillac
Keep your feet by the brake
on some shit and shatted and tear your bones up
Cadillac Escalade sittin on dubs, chromed up
We blow dro in the no-smoking sections
Toting weapons, smokin
But he done her wrong!
One night Frankie happened to pass by the hotel;
Just casually glanced into a window so high,
And who did she see but her
Ha ha ha ha
As they sailed out to
One, two, three
Well, it was out in California
By the San Diego sea
That was when I was taken in
And it
But he done her wrong!
One night Frankie happened to pass by the hotel;
Just casually glanced into a window so high,
And who did she see but her
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