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I'm chillin, wood spinnin |
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No Bentley's, |
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Cadillac pimpin |
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I'm cruisin, hoes choosin |
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That's cool 'cause |
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I'm Cadillac pimpin |
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Spoke spinnin, gold grillin |
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Liquor spillin, |
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Cadillac pimpin |
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Keep ridin, car slidin |
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That's cool 'cause |
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I'm Cadillac pimpin |
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Now as I grip and dive, |
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I smoke on to keep a high |
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In the sky, as |
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I emphasize the right to reply |
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With these words you under heard |
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I swerve through a blur |
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Dodging these fuck niggaz who figure we outta splurge |
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And if happen to have the nerve, see homeboy you made a choice |
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For the crime you standing on and walking on is getting poise |
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Plus the Cadillac's we pimpin so slightly you been slippin |
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On really how it goes when these ties begin to grippin |
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And shiftin and whole takin to the spot where hoes shakin |
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I'm quakin, ridin on out - am |
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I gon make it? |
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And pimp fool like niggaz with gataz without no chaperone |
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So see, we been doing this from way back long'92, |
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Aqua blue, on them thangs we roll |
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With a cup full of liquor blowing good on swole |
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So let's ride til we can't ride no damn more |
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We Cadillac pimpin hard see my nigga fa sho' |
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I'm chillin, wood spinnin |
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No Bentley's, |
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Cadillac pimpin |
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I'm cruisin, hoes choosin |
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That's cool 'cause |
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I'm Cadillac pimpin |
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Spoke spinnin, gold grillin |
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Liquor spillin, |
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Cadillac pimpin |
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Keep ridin, car slidin |
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That's cool 'cause |
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I'm Cadillac pimpin |
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Sure be white |
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Cadillac but |
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I called it to go |
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This your boy |
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Sean Paul, baby tell 'em the truth |
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So roll Old |
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Fleetwood with the two door coup |
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All platinum bill with the fifth wheel too |
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And give truth to these suckas something overdue |
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Ride a 'Lac like a true playa 'posed to do |
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Old school, slant back with a jigga too |
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Tan gold wit some bows like a poster boo |
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Old school, gold chain, still grippin the grain |
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Show a crease in my jeans, stay ahead of the game |
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Got a, piece on my grill, diamonds off in the back |
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And got so many hoes had to change up my ' |
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LacAll day |
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I don't know how to act |
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Got this game down pat, sure be running the track |
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Get some money from these hoes and see how they react |
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Show 'em how a real nigga come down like that |
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I'm chillin, wood spinnin |
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No Bentley's, |
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Cadillac pimpin |
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I'm cruisin, hoes choosin |
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That's cool 'cause |
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I'm Cadillac pimpin |
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Spoke spinnin, gold grillin |
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Liquor spillin, |
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Cadillac pimpin |
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Keep ridin, car slidin |
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That's cool 'cause |
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I'm Cadillac pimpin |
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I got a 'Lac with a rag, |
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Louie Baton top |
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Diamond cut interior, 15's the knot |
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I'ma be a last nigga from the |
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ATLY'all hell, feel eyes and the playa can sell |
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When you see me in the street, holla at me playa |
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My bitch got duke, e, rose and wine, boo as fine as hell |
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Through the strip'll never die, only time'll tell |
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To be in, it's |
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Cadillac steerin wheel |
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Say what, gather round for this two door show |
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We let the spillin go, rillin in the |
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EldoradoWe rollin through the spot to see which hoes gon follow' |
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Cause we get cool and down passin rounds of bottle |
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With a gloss so clean, |
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I put this thing in throttle |
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For we out and cruise in the wind like roscoe |
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So you gonna know us when you see us when we ride on by slow' |
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Cause this shit'll never end through the eyes of my foes |
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I'm chillin, wood spinnin |
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No Bentley's, |
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Cadillac pimpin |
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I'm cruisin, hoes choosin |
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That's cool 'cause |
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I'm Cadillac pimpin |
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Spoke spinnin, gold grillin |
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Liquor spillin, |
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Cadillac pimpin |
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Keep ridin, car slidin |
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That's cool 'cause |
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I'm Cadillac pimpin |
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I'm chillin, wood spinnin |
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No Bentley's, |
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Cadillac pimpin |
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I'm cruisin, hoes choosin |
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That's cool 'cause |
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I'm Cadillac pimpin |
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Spoke spinnin, gold grillin |
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Liquor spillin, |
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Cadillac pimpin |
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Keep ridin, car slidin |
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That's cool 'cause |
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I'm Cadillac pimpin |
