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(*talking*)(in my Cadillac), just rolling(in my Cadillac), looking good(in my Cadillac), shined up smelling clean(in my Cadillac), smelling good check it[Bun B]L Dog Verritz, Sevilles Coupe DevillesEscalades and Latays, damn dude is realNo matter where you from, or how you feelYou ain`t showing classic grillsFool you ain`t riding real now here`s the dealGot the sun rooftop, with the diamond in the backAnd I`m sitting in the squad, just reclining in the LacMy doja pine is in the sack, that we blowNow tell me that you ain`t dizzy, trying to follow the chromeThe trail free 22 inches, two pairs of shoes one on the trunkPopping and swang crank up your bang, let`s get it crunkShow your screens if you got em, po` ya lean if you sippingBlow a swisha if ya smoking, fool we ain`t even trippingThere`s only three rules, when you sit in my carOne no ash on my flo`, two don`t steal your barThree don`t touch my radio, cause I`m banging my ScrewAnd everyday pulled Arthur P-A, this is how we do rolling[Hook: Ms. Marylin]In my Cadillac, see me rollingIn my Cadillac, sipping smokingIn my Cadillac, boppers watchingIn my Cadillac, rims nonstopping trunk keep knocking[E.S.G.]We in a Cadillac that`s where I`m at, DTS or a slant backWhere your candy paint at, boy where your cup of drank atNow think that, some people get tiredOf hearing, bout cash and carsWhen you never had nothing, that make ya feel like a starNavigation Onstar, just to tell where I`m atSedan Devilles chrome grill, and wheels with belts to matchNew platinum Coupe plack, wonder where my roof atThat`s that new drop top, now should I bulletproof thatLook black, if you ain`t cutting on no 20 inch buttonsI`ma tell you what to do, and playa oooh nothing22`s or 23`s, six T.V.`s when I`m swervingEscalade special made, same size as a SuburbanTrying to ball till I fall, just like Yao MingSouthside ride, candy red on creamNorthside playas, y`all know what I meanBlow green on the scene, everything so cleanCan`t mess with the team, ghetto dreamsP-A-T, we still the kingsE.S.G. in a EXZ, come on girl let me hear you sing[Hook][Slim Thug]My Cadillac killing em, I`m Sprewell wheeling emIf they less than ten G`s, then the Boss ain`t feeling emI keep`s it real, in the Caddy DevilleTurning corners wood wheel, with the big daddy grillLooking like I`m worth a mill, backing out the garageRolling hard, for the competition on the `VardShit I live like a Boss, floss like a BossCandy blue with the gloss, on my 7-5 BossHold it down off the North, I`m a high rollerYou ain`t seen a Lac colder, look I told yaPulling on doja, in the 45 fast laneHoes and niggaz trying to flag me down, when I pass maynBut I keep going, do-do keep blowingPurple drank po`ing, while my candy keep glowingHigh-siding when I`m riding, Slim be holding it downAsk around, they`ll tell you how my Cadillac shine[Hook]In my Cadillac

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