B.G. - Rolling in My Cadillac lyrics

rate me

What's happening nigga

If you in a club right now

I want you to hold your car keys in one hand

I don't care which hand and hold your bottle up in the other hand

We rolling nigga, I'm rolling like this here, Come on

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Rollin in my cadillac

Rollin in my cadillac

Rollin in my cadillac

Rollin, Rollin, Rollin

[Verse 1]

When I pull up, I'm in something real wide

Five Hundred insealer, 745

Niggaz be booting up, Hoes they wanna ride

Only way if thats gonna happen is you jack me off while I drive

I'm G'd Up, A Soldier now, Thats gonna be til I die

Feety gonna hold me down with the tracks you feel and vibe

Yeah I used to get loaded, I got nothing to hide

But look at me now, I'm focused, you can tell I try

You can even tell the way I lean when I drive

It's a new day, new time, I got money on my mind

Best cup your hoe, I take it she fine

You know she fuck, cum one of a kind

I'm a gangsta, I keep it peed on my side

I'm a gangsta, If I see it and want it, I buy it

Cowards be ego-driven, Swallow their pride

Either way it go, I'm do me and get mine, I'ma roll

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[Verse 2]

I got money now, I ain't hurt nigga

You want a verse, I get mad, not work with you

If you got street money, then the price different

You in the major league, you know you gonna taxed quickly

B Gizzle back nigga, the hood still love me

Go to the club, me and my dawgs still pop up late

Go the mall and these hoes still wanna touch me

Can't help it, I'm thuggin, its just the streets love me

It's too late for Baby to try to reach out and touch me

Judge had to make that bust up my fucking money

I was druggin hard, Nigga thought it was funny

Now I think its funny, I just say I did it, done it

Now I'm up and running, Geezy don't forget

Nothing fuckin with Chopper City, this is our year

Dawg we settin rules and we breaking grounds

If you real, then you know how we getting down, Better roll with me

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[Verse 3]

When I was 17, I was considered a grown man

Single mom did that, shit ain't turn out bad

I was 15 in 95, with a '94 Grand AM

Shoulda seen when I got that 19 9 and hit the ave

I was sixteen by the time I was 18

Had a firebird, a lex and some bling bling

Doing my thing, living my dream by 19

Came through, Benz Jeep on dubs with TVs

Niggaz hated on me, Hail these nuts wished that I fall

I'm a hell of a hustler, its in my nature to ball

It's a trade I got to get money and stand tall

Niggaz who hated yesterday, make 'em hate more tomorrow

Fuck all y'all, I'ma do me, do you

You want beef, fake beef, fake I'ma be true

Every year I'm bustin heads, pullin out something new

Fucking the game up everytime I come through, better roll

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