Lyrics:
can, but when it comes to women
I don't understand
So, I, I'm out of here
Call yourself a cab, watch my Cadillac disappear
Hey baby
Cadillac, burn
around in the cab
Bringin' back old memories of all the good times we've had
Then I pulled it out back on the main road
I looked over at darlin', her
the phone 'cause
Right now, I'm spinnin' like a barstool
Right now, I'm missin' your pretty smile
In the back of a cab in the carpool lane
Goin' insane
Runnin' this shit
You know we runnin' this shit
The plane train, cab shit, we bustin' this shit
On that hustle of shit
Change black hoodie, straight
as we can
Don't know where but you're sleeping next to me then
And in the back of a cab we sit closer
And I rest my head down on your shoulder
From
Here I am the Moonlight Man with my six-barrel shooter
I'm Steve McQueen
Call me a cab I'm that kinda guy, I have a dream
Sometimes I get
always believed this in my heart
Them bitches just don't give a fuck
They'll come fuck you and catch a cab
And catch a cab
And catch a cab
And catch
back
She pop the stickers off her brand-new Birkin bag
Two-fifty for the Lamb', still send that bitch a cab
Her white bitch wanna stop and get some
isn't where I thought I was going
This isn't who I thought I would be
Met a man in a cab today
Moved here from across the ocean someplace
Where his
up this cash
I hopped out my feelings and I hopped in my bag
Hopped in a foreign, bitch you hopped in a cab
Still living with your mama you ain't
know I taught you that
Bitch, I take your keys and up the Glock, you ain't gon' call me cab
I'm just rollin' daily with no Rollie, ain't got time for
don't contain im gonna drive it to the bar down on main street now
hes diggin gotta hot little honey hangin outta that
cab diggin got the windows tented
Catch up with the boys, the same old thing
Catch a cab back to my place
But then I saw your face
Now you got me tryna
Catch your eye, catch your name
up in a truck, fogging it up
Keeping that king cab thumping
All night long
Wanna keep you turned up, baby, keep you turned on
'Cause you're my
already lit, and it's last call
Trouble is nothing good ever happends after 2 A.M.
Stumble outta that red door, hop into a cab
Feelin' a little bit
I'm already lit,
and it's last call
Trouble is nothing good
Ever happens after 2:00 A.M.
Stumble outta that red door
Hop into a cab
Feeling
I'm calling my cab, stumbling back
Long night lasted, feeling fantastic
Thumb slipped - tapped on your picture
Numb no feeling, barely coherent
I
You got a body and i'm fucking it
Strawberry sensational
You see this girl that i'm flirting with
Call a cab and then
Take you home
I miss those
You make me dream
You day and night
And I want to see you
If that's allright
No car, no cab
No tram, no train
No plane
Get's me to you
So without
cab driver
Come on ride with me
Come on ride with me
I'll be your cab driver
Come on ride with me
Come on ride with me
We're going nowhere
We're going
back to the cab
Back to the hunnies then it's back to the pad
Then it's back to my niggas, got my back to the class
Got my back to the class
Back
feel like Chris Paul
Wet (Wet)
Yuh (Yuh)
You know that I’m makin' it splash
She ridin' my dick like the back of a cab
I'm Dickin her down and I’m smakin
Throwing their hands up in the party
Like they tryna call a cab
She tryna hug me tell me she love me
Told her her I ain't got time for that
No
I aint got no
temporary
I know you mad
Cuz I got a bag
And I got a bigger itinerary. Whippin a jag
And you in a cab
And this shit Im doing
Is legendary
Dont be offended my
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