Grandmaster Flash - Big Black Caddy Lyrics
Word: g.williams, l.dukes music: g.williams, j.saddler - 1987 from the album ba-dop-boom-bangHey girl,you need a liftAh haI got this big black caddy outside to take you wherever you want to goOh,reallyYou wanna see it?YeahOh whats thatMy big.... black.... caddy...caddyMy big.... black.... caddy...caddyHey girl,you wanna take a little spinWell just hop on because you cant get inBut just be carefull how you (sit down)Or Ill make you (get down)Ill even be your chauffeur and drive you from town to townYou ought to be glad that I let you cumThe only kind of gas I ever use is premiumAs we were driving to our destination on a questShe said,may I relax on your big head rest?Now we listened to her favorite song,relaxed and layed backAs I brove,her to jersey on my big black cadillacMy big.... black.... caddy....caddyMy big.....black.... caddy....caddyNow when Im drivin down deep dark tunnels on slick wet roadsThats when I put my black caddy in cruise controlYou fellas caddys on the side of the road,then go tow itBecause my horn is workin fine,dont believe meCome blow itNot mercedes,bmw,porsche or masarati,its a big fat stretchIm tellin everybody (my big black caddy)Yo,i know aint nothing wrong with your hearinAnd I got a strong back that provides the power steeringThe fellas all (jealous) the ladies all (want it)You cant get in it but you all can ride on itMy big.... black.... caddy...caddyMy big.....black I drives a caddy....caddyA huh,huh,well,its not the kind of caddy that runs on gasIts the kind of caddy that runs on (ass)The ladies waitin in line to keep polished and shinedIts designed so they never make one like mineIts rammed through many townsReally got around (did work,done damage)And it never broke downMy cadillac is great,earths 8th wonder of the worldTake it out my garage and scare the (shit out of girls)Its big,you dig,but there no need to paniccause the caddys fully loaded and its aerodynamicMy big.... black.... caddy...caddyMy big.....black I drives a caddy....caddyJoy-riding with my caddy,cold chillin,gettin looseWhen I saw this flygirl who needed a boostSo I dipped into her bumpers with skill and with classShe screamed.harder,wont you give me just a little more gasDoin my best so she wouldnt feel inferiorShe said I like your nice plush vinyl exteriorShe was holdin on tighter than a figure-four leg lockThis is what she said the first time she saw the jock(who johnny carson,your caddys so large)(but you can park your cadillac in my greasy garage)My big.....black.....caddy...caddyMy big.....black I drives a caddy....caddy
