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Now jump in the Cadillac, girl
Let's put some miles on it
Anything you want, just to put a smile
You deserve it, baby, you deserve it all
And I'm
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,
As I passed by a fine hotel
I saw a little girl, she sure looked swell
I gave her the eye, I tried to carry on
That big black Cadillac pulled up,
I left Houston, Texas on a gulf coast hurricane I was blowed down by a
Tornado washed up by the rain well my pappy wasn't happy with mehe told me
Streelife- walk the Streets all nigth long
Sounds good,people say and turn it on
Everybodys on my back,baby wheres my Cadillac?
Streetlife-whats my
Cadillac, horns on the hood
My buddy Frankie had his dad hook him up good
Girls smile when we roll by
They hop in the back and we cruise to the riverside
I'm a beat-up Ford, you're a Cadillac
There ain't nothin' wrong with that
Your folks think I'm poor white trash
There ain't nothin' wrong with
Freddie Mae, the girl that I adore
Sent me packing in my beat up Ford
Told me money was the thing that I lack
But I came back in a Cadillac
She
the pipeline, they tango 'til they're sore
They take apart their nightmares and they leave them by the door
Let me fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
Got a girl from the south side, got braids in her hair
First time I seen her walk by, man, I 'bout fell up out my chair
Had to get her number, it
Vroom! Get at me the Doctor is fine
Cadillac transform into Optimus Prime, I ain't lyin'
I'm the future satellite dish on the Coupe
Wanna be hood down
bluetooth
Stop by the store cause my ice needs some new proof
I get my lean on, when ridin' thru the hood
Ridin' thru the hood grippin' Cadillac wood
I
Drifting down from the cemetery
To the funeral on Bourbon Street
A black Cadillac drives slowly by
The widow’s in the back seat
Everyone bows their heads
sunset, the sunset, the sunset, oh-o-oh
Headlight lit the faces by the tabernacle door
Gazing at the bloodstains on the damp sidewalk
As the crowd
soul
Ten Cadillacs, a diamond mill
Ten suits of clothes to dress to kill
A ten room house, some Bar B Q
And fifty chicks not over twenty-two
I left Houston, Texas on a Gulf Coast Hurricane
I was blown down by tornadoes, washed up by the rain
Well my pappy wasn't happy with me, he told me
were good friends of mine
Mary took her life in a hotel room
Brian hung himself from a cell in the tombs
Bobby jumped in front of a subway train
She make a train take a dirt road
Make it stop on a dime
Make you wonder which way to go to
make a man change his mind.
She's a lawyer's queen
She turned up her nose as she walked by my Cadillac
From the corner of my eye I saw you and you laughed
You were sittin' on the swing on your front
a Cadillac with the grill fronted
I ain't even smoke no mo' but I feel blunted
Yo I'm toking on the freedom
Stepping to the A.M., cats be taking in the P.M.
soul
Ten Cadillacs, a diamond mill
Ten suits of clothes to dress to kill
A ten room house, some Bar B Q
And fifty chicks not over twenty-two
coming
And we all know why
So gather your children
And take the last train to the sky
The last tequila sunrise
The last pink Cadillac
They've
running
Just keep me coming
And I come running
Cause I'm your dog
Baby I'm your dog
So whenever you call
I come running
She's impressed by a fat
back
And that car I saw sitting in front of my door
Looked like a brand new, a brand new Cadillac, yeah!
I ain't got none now baby
I think you've
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