cadilac (Oliver Nelson Remix) (исполнитель: Macklemore & Ryan Lewis)
I wanna be free I wanna just live Inside my Cadillac That is my [bad word] And I throw it up (I throw that up) That’s what it is (that’s what it is) In my I L L [bad word] [bad word] Can’t see me through my tints (nah ah) I’m riding real slow (slow motion) In my paint wet drippin shorty like my 24’s (umbrella) I don't got 24’s (no oh) But I’m on those vogues That’s those big white walls, round them hundred spokes Old school like Olde English in that brown paper bag I’m going in that same whip that my granddad had Hello haters [bad word] y’all mad 30k on the Caddy, now how about cack wrapped is that? Got that off black Cadillac, midnight drive Got that gas pedal, lean back taking my time I’m blowin’ that roof off, lettin' in sky I shine, the city never looked so bright Man I’m lounging in some [bad word] Bernie Mac would’ve been proud of Looking down from heaven like [bad word] that’s stylish Smilin’, don’t pay attention to the mileage Can I hit the freeway? I’m legally going 120 Easy weaving in and out of the traffic They cannot catch me, I’m smashing I’m ducking bucking them out here I’m like go [bad word] their tastic, I am up in a classic Now I know what it’s like under the city lights Riding into the night, driving over the bridge The same one we walked across as kids Knew I’d have a whippin’, never one like this Old school, old school Candy paint, two seater Yea, I’m from Seattle There’s hella Honda Civics I couldn’t tell you a dog paid either But I really want a Ducati so I put in the hours And walk on over to the dealer And I found the cars in there was a problem with this geezer Got the keys in his apples Well can I spin it screaming? Got that off black Cadillac, midnight drive Got that gas pedal, lean back taking my time I’m blowin’ that roof off, lettin' in sky I shine, the city never looked so bright Bad boys and dope White hoes in the backseat snorting coke She doing line after line like she’s writing rounds I had it hella my love, tryna blow her mind Cadillac pimpin’, my uncle was on 14 years out so excuse me and my niggas was gone Sendin’ portions of his liquor, water in the Patron Rather smilling like I won the [bad word] lottery homes [bad word] lottery homes) Tires with the spikes on it in the 4-2 Most of the mayonnaise, keeping the buns on ‘em My dogs hanging out the window Yell as which, [bad word] like in power Tryna [bad word] em all, kill the [bad word] wimps See what’s poppin’ at the mall, meet a bad [bad word] Slap her booty with my palms You can smoke the [bad word] I was tearin' down the walls I’m [bad word] off Son, swear these eyes tryna hypnotize Grip the leather steering wheel while I grip the thighs See the lust stuck up in her eyes Maybe she like the ride or did she like the smoke? Girl does she want it low? This [bad word] a Coupe de Ville so you’ll never know So we cool with niggas, my [bad word] [bad word] the limit Got a window ticket for showing banks to end of slots and the gas was finished Q Off black Cadillac, midnight drive Got that gas pedal, lean back taking my time I’m blowin’ that roof off, lettin' in sky I shine, the city never looked so bright Got that off black Cadillac, midnight drive Got that gas pedal, lean back taking my time I’m blowin’ that roof off, lettin' in sky I shine, the city never looked so bright