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the track in my Cadillac, 
In my Cadillac, in my Cadillac
Burning down the track in my Cadillac
c pinch of sass, all class
Set my own path, Don't look back
In

Ol' English

Dion

Doctor's Advocate [Clean]

2006

on my hat in
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Drive by homicide
R.I.P. tats in Ol' English Westside 'til I die
Niggas pourin' out that Ol' English

Summer of '89

Butch Walker

The Spade

2011

back to the woods 
Where I hid all my goods 
In a rusted out cadillac door 
we all get nostalgic 
And fall for the hat trick 
Of thinking it'll be

turning how it want remember posting wit my brother/ 5 for 20 wit some 40's in a Cypher where we hover/ by the green box we would hustle seeing oh so many

and Cadillacs
Catch a slip and you can't relax
Want the real shit, this is that
Start with all that chit chat

My bitch  with a big bag
Thousand likes

to rumble
Get it poppin for no reason
Feelin like I'm drake
Name my Draco topszn
She gon make a lake
I could get her pussy leakin
Did it by mistake
Baby I

I got love-hate relationship
With my own demise
Need to be baptized
Chastised
And exorcised
For the shit that I advertised
And the women I womanized

Call me WombRaider
My dick is taller than me
Call me WombRaider
My dick got a college degree
WuhWuhWuhWuhWuhWuh
WombRaider
My lap rocket got fat

Jet Black Cadillac

Stereos

Stereos

2009

I want a Jet Black Cadillac, everybody looking back 
Checking out my ride, trying to get inside 
But I go too fast, I make it last 
Never gonna

Jet Black Cadillac

Stereos

Jet Black Cadillac [Remix]

I want a Jet Black Cadillac, everybody looking back 
Checking out my ride, trying to get inside 
But I go too fast, I make it last 
Never gonna

make me mill
I got dreams I got goals
On a wave of my own
Fuck these hoes and these niggas ain't real
(Naww)
Never ever catch me lackin
(Naww)
Pocket

from the above
Just a quarter bottle love

Aye,
Was in high school, when this thought struck my mind
Alcohol and drugs, they just took my time
And in my

my toes down in my sheets
I'm all alone and it's killing me
Reusable bottle sits beside me (side me)
I'm doing this all for longevity
Money and women

by others
You fillin' my empty sky with colors
Dreams like this ain't made for popping.
Don't let us blow up like a bottle rocket, no no ooh
Like

Hillbilly Willie's Blues

Alvin Youngblood Hart

Big Mama's Door

1996

My baby got a Cadillac Eight, darlin'
My baby got a Cadillac Eight, darlin'
My baby got a Cadillac Eight
Poor me ain't got nowhere to stay, darlin'

words, with death I flirt
Beckon for reckon for all that it's worth
Gun in my britches, can tell by the girth
Bitch, I pop in a rocket and flee from

L.A. Love (La La) [Remix]

Fergie

L.A. Love (La La)

2014

gangsta make a billion dollars
Dre did it, he from L.A so pop yo' collar
The LAPD be all over me
Tryin' to ban me from my own bity
But for no reason

reach
But it's really so close I can taste it
Im on a one way ticket
A rocket ship sitting
On a open can of gasoline
Im a bottle rocket lit
Spitting

Freestyle Session

H.S.E.

Hustlaz Stackin' Endz

1999

of the Rockets, and ten percent of the see-Walls
You can't ever do like I do, 'cause nigga I'm a millionaire I'ma make 'em stare
Nigga I got my own name brand

packed
It's almost time
It's almost time
It's almost time
Moon Commander
In that rocket
In his moonsuit
Boutta load up on my last bag
Generational wealth

child, a-what you gonna do
With them bleach blonde bottle blues?

Shell-pink Cadillac
Cherry Cola six-pack
The pop and fizzy
Hits you like a hammer

on my own dawg
Take off on 'em and I won't fall
Me and my niggas devising a plan
Get it together dividing them bands
Throwin' them stones you hidin' ya

so let me switch gears

By the age of ten I wanted to pretend
I could tour around the world in our family minivan
By eleven, now my bedtime wasn’t

rocket ship and then we blast, off

I need a bottle
My girl need a blunt that's as big as the dick that she lovin to swallow
Im on a mission
She says when