| Ford, Chev, whatever ya got
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| Don’t mean shit, shit ain’t hot
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| Lincoln, Caddy, whatever ya got
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| Push it man, don’t be scared to squat
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| Quick fast in a hurry
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| Squat bounce drop dirty
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| Cocaine white tiger white walls
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| HIt the freeway hard at night y’all
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| With the keys right there I’m ready to drive
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| Like a eagle at 12 I’m ready to fly
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| Pager going off, the cell phones ringin'
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| Al Green’s playin' and I keep singin'
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| Jeans creased up with the beat up
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| Now I’m about to go pick this little freak up
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| Blow L’s, make male ponytails
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| Had to compliment her on her fresh done nails
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| Varoom, motherfucker boom boom
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| A whole block of green lights, freak zoom zoom
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| Mario Andretti with Blowjob Betty
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| Pedal to the metal when your ridin' with the devil
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| Did just that at In-n-Out Burger
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| No pickles, no onions, no playin'
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| Check this out no delayin'
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| Did a donut right is what I’m sayin' SHIT
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| Police came, I was on the streets
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| Smokin' more weed, bumpin' more beats
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| Puttin' more words in the ear of this freak
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| Cadillac girl, somethin' I’mma keep, Seville?
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| Cam, lifters,? |
| shifters
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| Three fifty one make the old school swifter
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| Rap in the trunk, slap in the trunk
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| Fat four-four in my lap for the funk
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| Talkin' to a beezy on the phone but can’t hear her
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| Turned down the bump, so I can hear clearer
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| I hear sirens get nearer
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| Red and blue lights in my rear view mirror
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| Pull over, nope nope
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| With a car full of smoke and trunk full of dope
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| I hit the gasser, go faster
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| All you hear is dual exhaust, flowmaster
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| On a chase, I take 'em, then I shake 'em
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| A real Cutthoat nigga ain’t no fakin'
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| I shoot, ain’t scared to scoot
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| And shake them one time on a hot pursuit |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cadillac Girl , by - Andre Nickatina. Song from the album Hells Kitchen, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп