Dirty - My Cadillac Lyrics
* send corrections to the typist(Chorus)While riding in my CadillacWhat to my surprise..(Verse 1)Young shawty I'm the pimp, so you know my game coldBrush all my teeth cause my whole grill goldStep out my house, pink gators on my toesTryna hit tha club before they all closeHop in the Lac, Fleetwood eight fourTwenty inch G's with tha triple gold spokesCreep in the door with my pockets on swoleLimp across tha flo like both of my legs brokeSlide to tha bar to get me somn coldGot a glass of Thunderbird cause I can't stay in modePut down my glass and hit tha dance floDon't get mad at me boy what you cuffin my hands forIf I want it I'ma get it ya know how my game go? I'm pullin ya main woeI'm chargin for this game, I'm givin you lames yosGotta line these girls up in a soul train rowI hit tha V.I.P. just to get my mind blownDo I see Mista G he got that fire droAll tha hataz in tha club what ya rollin ya eyes foCause ya mad i'm pushin good and pimped out tha side door(Chorus 2X)While riding in my CadillacWhat to my surprise..(Verse 2)Now when I hop off in tha Lac, I swerve tha interstateJust because I'm cheifin dro and i'm smugglin heavy weighKeep tha hood bout my G's and break um off a KAnd sip on Hennessy till I start to hallucinatePull my way down tha block cause its mo money to makeAnd plus I got some mo cookie dough I need to bakeBut you can buy a bag of mine and I betcha you gon' be straightCause tha soft ain't got no cut and tha wood ain't got no shapeCause tha fiends run to me whenever they wanna tasteCause they say that mine taste like baked potato and steakWell excuse me if I done took all yo payCause I just set up shop and been workin for one dayYou say you wanna rob me, well hell thats a mistakeCause I got atomic bombs that cause tha Earth to quakeIt'll open all tha gates and cause heaven to shakeIt not God man its me, cause I destroyed tha placeAll because of this devious busta who tried to hateWhen all he had to do was ask, instead he tried to takeSo to stop all of that and keep my soul safeI just hop in my Lac and head tha other way(Chorus 2X)While riding in my CadillacWhat to my surprise..(Verse 3)It's about 2:45 and we at tha red lightLooked in my mirror, and saw some head lightsNow any other time it would be aightBut tha group done checked around when ya on tha westsidePut my foot to tha flo, doin bout eighty fiveHit Fairview, headed to RiversideThey behind us kinda close, so hell I bust a rideRan on tha curb and scrubbed my damn tireMan can't you mash tha gas and dash up outta sightWhat ya talkin bout, I'm doin a bill fiveI could pick up mo speed on a ten speed bikeOh you tryna joke, better hope we dont dieSince we ain't packin gats it seems we gotta fightWhen I throw a left, you best to throw a rightPull up in tha cut so they can pass us byGet down in yo seat and get off tha brake lightThey pulled up in tha back and blocked us from behindHe was laughin so hard it sounded like a crimeHe said listen heyah Dirty, why you tryna hideI was just tryna tell ya Cadillac is tight(Chorus 2X)While riding in my CadillacWhat to my surprise..
