Lyrics:
real than any words I can muster
Pull the black Cadillac trucks up (what)
Hop out them shits like what? Y'all niggaz can't touch us
Silk shirts
Uh-huh
Cadillac need space to roam
Where we headin' for she don't know
We in the city where the pros shake rattle and roll
And I'm a gaddang rollin'
and Cadillac'n
I be, representin my region and pullin up in somethin decent
Used to buy shit off the lot, but now lately I've been leasin
Like the white man I've
Cadillac on the interstate
Ran a redneck in the ditch
Big city lawyer calls
Says, "son gonna make you rich
Just put your shoulder in a sling
thing baby
C'mon bring it now
Go back like 8 tracks and cadillacs
Way before crack even similac
Hell wit the wire taps
New booby traps
Hear the hand claps
real than any words I can muster
Pull the black Cadillac trucks up (what)
Hop out them shits like what? Y'all niggaz can't touch us
Silk shirts
a madman known as Mack
Who is planning to attack
If his mad attack means a Cadillac, okay!
But I'm always true to to you, darlin', in my fashion
Yes,
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
a proper hoe
I got a 'llac (what kind) a Cadillac Escalade
I'm wearin Jordans (which ones) the very first ones made
I got a watch (what kind) a iced-out
on my Bentley,
The horse on my Lambo,
Crown on my Cadillac,
Checks on my air max.
Haters, better fall back,
Before I put something in your ball cap.
Keith Whitley.
I think I know what got Hank Williams,
There was an emptiness that filled him,
Sitting in the back of that long Cadillac,
I think I
spittin' venom ever sense the days U-G-K been rappin'
And talkin' about puttin' diamonds on the wood
Pullin up in a old Cadillac before I got some thangs
Cadillac
And I don't care that my long hair
Draws stares the way it does
Long as you ain't throwin' stick and stones
You'll probably be all right cause
(Yeah!) Yeah you know we 'bout that!
Say man I'm cleaner than a whistle,
nigga shaper than a sickle! (sickle!)
My Cadillac is candy
and my Desert
all these bitches know that I'm the one, yeahhhh
Now I got the green on the shoes (shoes) gold Cadillac ('llac)
Ice around my neck (neck) how pimpin
a motherfunckin' pole
A god damn nigga you done burned my hand with that shit
Oh damn we done fuck the nigga Cadillac up nigga get out the car
could drive, but it takes so much to get there
Don't get off on all the broken glass,
The Cadillac scene, well
I've seen a lot of good things die
on the Cadillac (yeah)
Pistol on the seat so I can
Catch your hiding ho ass (Boy)
I'm not gon' play around
With none of y'all (Nah)
Yin and I yang and then we drill
Constant sayin I miss you
Makin dice outta water and toilet tissue
Drinking cadillacs, coco and coffee prunos
Playin dominoes, chess and peanuts bitch
Black
the ducks, mane
The stash spot tucked, mane
A hundred packs stacked inside
My Cadillac truck, mane
It came from cross the border
I bring 'em cross the state
Yeah
It's my alter-ego's fault, these evil thoughts can be so dark
Cerebral palsy, three Zolofts
I eat those off to Rico Suave, look it up
Cadillac
arm
Fixed his stare to the wheels of a Cadillac
A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest
While the queen threw up at the sight of that
I think I
homie, ey, ey
Vamos brincando en el Cadillac, güey (ey)
Esta bitch quiere un poco de yay (ey)
Me siento como en "Still D.R.E."
Ja, todo bien, okay
in Milwaukee with a color TV and a pool
A Naugahyde bar and a Cadillac car Juanita they're waiting for you
Tie the burro up down in the courtyard
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