Testi:
Lit Cadillac

Yeah I want to write this song about my Cadillac Cuz ther're so fuckn' cool The Nineteen sixties I dont care if I get Eight miles to the gallon Caddies

Yeah I want to write this song about my Cadillac Cuz ther're so fuckn' cool The Nineteen sixties I dont care if I get Eight miles to the gallon Caddies

Yeah I want to write this song about my Cadillac Cuz ther're so fuckn' cool The Nineteen sixties I dont care if I get Eight miles to the gallon Caddies

cleaner than the suburbs Bustin is my life and you know I can't quit it I tried to pass the torch and Stylz lit a blunt with it Trippin, Likwit, Bishop

Intro Se Se oh Se La vie et belle et la ville est sans pitie Ils ont pense ca quand ils t'on retrouve Les yeux ouverts Un sourire fige dans ton lit

I still remember it was autumn and the moon was shinin My '60 Cadillac was rollin through Nebraska whinin Doin a hundred twenty man the fields was bendin

happened last time they started." Well, I seen a Cadillac window uptown And there was nobody aroun', I got into the driver's seat And I drove 42nd Street In my Cadillac

Baby I hear a lot of whispering about if I'm still it Well if I ain't the one on fire then tell me who's lit? And if it ain't MIxtape Messiah then tell

Rhyme flowin' daughter the tack With the neck to keep your speakers blowin Ridin with a gat in my lap and the finger on a zap Looking for some niggas in a cadillac