up, sack it up, give it to your dips and bring me half back I'm trying to get some spinners for that brand new Cadillac Ride with me, roll with me, slipping
I ride in 'em Bad bitches I ride inn 'em Don't worry I'll get 'em Gat Jammed or un-jammed God dam Safest the safety don't work Squeeze the eagle, it chirp
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, your ass could get killed [50 Cent Verse] 2 niggaz in the front, 2 niggaz in the back Thats 4 niggaz ridin' strapped in grandpa's Cadillac
: (Chorus) I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfucking
, I doubt that! I put the barrel in tha .5th in ya mouth, Jack! {50 Cent! } [gunshot] [Lloyd Bank$:] Hey! - I'm that nigga (yeah!) - on Yack liquor, (yeah!) Stack flipper - Cadillac
with it, so I ain't gotta rap But I'm thankful for that, don't mistakin' me black Cuz you'll be stankin' in the back of a fuckin' Cadillac [Eminem] I
[TS] Beyotch! [8B] Yeah, you know how they like it baby, nigga you can't retire! [Verse One: Too $hort, Eightball] From nineteen-eighty, through eighty-eight I Don
back Yes, I?m back Well, I?m back Yes, I?m back Well, I?m back, back (well) I?m back in black Yes, I?m back in black Back in the back Of a cadillac Number
: I got a big fat Cadillac built for you I got a honk that'll blow the avenue Got a hot dog kickin' all bend my thing Got a a sugar looking woman with
your boogie man Yes I'm your boogie man I'm your boogie man Yow, here we go And I hope, that you don't misunderstand Your boogie man] And don't
back Yes, I'm back Well, I'm back Yes, I'm back Well, I'm back, back (Well) I'm back in black Yes, I'm back in black Back in the back Of a Cadillac
of growin' old All dapper and neat I'm gonna grow my hair Right down to my feet It's u and me baby No pimp daddy, Jack It's Cadillac wack no Cadillac
: Got a '56 Cadillac With a spare tire on the back Got a charge account in my old bank Said, I ain't got you Got a classic and a pool And a big
My my babys bangin, beefin with me, squashed it ordained it, Better yet sustained the flurry Hide in the fury, but the ways of a broad don't mean you'
most high, shakin' 'em up again [Layzie Bone:] So fly, when I lean to the side Hit 'em with the rhythm Make 'em go bye, bye Cadillac, warn your envy
a bad mood. I got chewed out by the boss today, And now I'm stuck on highway 92. Then you call me on my cell phone, While I'm cussin' out a Cadillac.