my Cadillac Rollin' in my Cadillac Rollin' in my Cadillac Rollin', rollin' Rollin' in my Cadillac Rollin' in my Cadillac Rollin' in my Cadillac Rollin', rollin' Rollin' in my Cadillac Rollin' in my Cadillac Rollin
New) Just like my Proda boots, struttin like a model do Don't you wish you had another(Chance to) Get up under my skin, frontin' like you g-g-g-get it
niggas like Ray, sit down, bro Bet I know, everything about this game Bet I know my role Plus they know when I come to the court This is my sport, B dot o, B
return of Billy Ocean, Cuervo is my drink Stank, stank means you got the funkiest, dopest heat on the street Three G ski, Slimm, Big Boi and ths is C B
link snap, you slumped off in ya Cadillac For what though, some diamonds and a Bentley what you dyin' for Aight hoe, I'ma bake my cheese and let my mic
K.B. Baby won't you just quit the contemplating 'Cause I'll box you in your muthafuckin' mouth Roll my blunts thick, like I like my bitch Lick my blunts
t see That I'm a motherfuckin' P I M P Yeah, in Hollywoood they say, there's no b'ness like show b'ness In the hood they say, there's no b'ness like hoe b
pound in my backpack, next to where 'da swishas at, smokin' presidential. Got some bubba I'll give ya that, need it for my cataracts. Four ho-s and "I'm the Pimp", in my Cadillac
on a b***, everything I get From the rims on my whip, to the rings I flip Got a '5 and a '6, you ain't seen my s***? So clean when I lean with a mean
I ride Puff daddy and k-5 will go, buuuut I got my partner ant banks sittin on something real phat I got my partner short, sittin on the hood of a cadillac I got eveybody rolling
nigga Money be my best friend, Yo Gotti I got my city on my back, my diamonds on my front Conjure up in my cup, grand daddy in my blunt Did it, 2000
in my clothes chain on my neck, rocks up on my wrist dirt up in my piss, gotta partna named Chris movin keys, lemme chop em down in my safe I gotta key
in the turnin' lane, pop my trunk Break you off, chunk a deuce and I'm Cadillac turnin', mayne Little swang to the left, big swang to the right My plates
to swang My bumper doing the body rock and my trunk is doing the crane Now who in the hell was able to tell the world it wasn't my bang I turn up the
We gon' take it from the bottom, M I A M I to Houston H town, Pitbull, Bun B My dogg Demi, keep ya head up, I gotchu, I promise All my chicos, I gotchu
stolen baby But I'm rollin baby [Hook: Jasper] Cadillacs to Cutlass Regals, Pontiacs and Chevrolets We ride, we ride Chevrolets ('let's) Chevrolets ('let's), Chevrolets ('let's) Cadillacs
My pockets are heavy and my diamonds are blindin My pistols are loaded and cocked so know that I'm ready I'll die for my family dog but I'll kill for
Put your bottles in the air for Yayo, he on House Arrest And on behalf of 50 Cent, this is G-Unit West Now stomp, G-G-G-Unit, now stomp, G-G-G-Unit I
