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[ti:White Walls] |
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[ar:Macklemore & Ryan Lewis] |
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[la:EN] |
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[re:LRCgenerator.com] |
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[ve:3.00] |
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I wanna be free |
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I wanna just live |
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Inside my Cadillac |
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That is my shit |
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Now throw it up (I throw that up) |
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That’s what it is (that’s what it is) |
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In my C-A-D-I-L-L-A-C, bitch (biatch) |
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Can’t see me through my tints (nah ah) |
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I’m riding real slow (slow motion) |
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In my paint, wet, dripping, shining like my 24s (umbrella) |
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I ain’t got 24s (nuh-uh) |
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But I’m on those Vogues |
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That’s those big white walls, round them hundred spokes |
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Old school like Olde English in that brown paper bag |
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I’m rolling in that same whip that my granddad had |
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Hello haters, damn y’all mad |
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30K on the Caddy, now how backpack rap is that? |
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{Hook: Hollis} |
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I got that off-black Cadillac, midnight drive |
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Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time |
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I’m rolling that roof off, letting in sky |
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I shine, the city never looked so bright |
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{Verse 1: Macklemore} |
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Man I’m lounging in some shit Bernie Mac would’ve been proud of |
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Looking down from heaven like damn that’s stylish |
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Smilin’, don’t pay attention to the mileage |
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Can I hit the freeway? Illegally going 120 |
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Easy weaving in and out of the traffic |
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They cannot catch me, I’m smashing |
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I’m ducking, bucking them out here |
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I’m looking fucking fantastic, I am up in a classic |
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Now I know what it’s like under the city lights |
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Riding into the night, driving over the bridge |
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The same one we walked across as kids |
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Knew I’d have a whip but never one like this |
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Old school, old school, candy paint, two seater |
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Yea, I’m from Seattle, there’s hella Honda Civics |
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I couldn’t tell you about paint either |
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But I really wanted a Caddy so I put in the hours |
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And roll on over to the dealer |
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And I found the car I dreamed of, there's a problem with this geezer |
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Got the keys in as I was leaving I started screaming |
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{Hook: Hollis} |
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I got that off-black Cadillac, midnight drive |
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Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time |
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I’m rolling that roof off, letting in sky |
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I shine, the city never looked so bright |
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{Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q} |
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Backwoods and dope |
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White hoes in the backseat snorting coke |
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She doing line after line like she’s writing rhymes |
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I had her inhaling my love, tryna blow my mind |
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Cadillac pimpin’, my uncle was on |
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14, I stole his keys, me and my niggas was gone |
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Stealing portions of his liquor, water in his Patron |
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Driving and smiling like I won the fucking lottery homes |
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(Fuckin' lottery homes) |
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Tires with the spokes on it and the Vogues too |
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Mustard and mayonnaise, keeping the buns all on |
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My dogs hanging out the window |
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Young as whoosh, fucking like we ball |
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Tryna fuck 'em all, kill the fucking whips |
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See what's popping at the mall, meet a bad bitch |
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Slap her booty with my balls |
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You can smoke the pussy, I was tearing down the walls |
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I’m motherfuckin’ awe- |
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-some, swear these sights tryna hypnotize |
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Grip the leather steering wheel while I grip the thighs |
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See the lust stuck up in her eyes |
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Maybe she like the ride or did she like the smoke? |
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Or does she want it low? |
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Cause this shit a Coupe de Ville so you’ll never know |
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So we cruise for minutes, my nigga, fuck the limit |
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Got a window tinted for showing gangstas in it |
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Slide 'til the gas is finished |
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Q |
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{Hook: Hollis} |
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I got that off-black Cadillac, midnight drive |
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Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time |
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I’m rolling that roof off, letting in sky |
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I shine, the city never looked so bright |
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{Hook: Hollis} |
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I got that off-black Cadillac, midnight drive |
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Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time |
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I’m rolling that roof off, letting in sky |
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I shine, the city never looked so bright |
