Cadillac Pimpin' - Main

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

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Duration
04:10
Key
11
Tempo
92 BPM

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