the big Goin' cut the check, count the cash, ballin' hard that's how we live Big ol' rims on big ol' trucks and 2.5 on a big ass crib Paul Wall and Witherspoon, Cadillac Don & J-Money
And for you niggas who snitches shit you can't be Trusted Might as well call me Lee Dungarees I can't be Busted But I'm Cadillac Don nigga a real
Some Shit Dats Why J-Money Aint Trusting Nan Bitch Mine As Well Gone Let Her Fuck Da Whole Click Okay [Chorus] [Verse 2: Cadillac Don] (A Man, Yo Who
Bi*** Sounds Good And For U Niggas Who Snitches Sh** U Cant Be Trusted Might As Well Call Me Lee Dungarees I Cant Be Busted But Im Cadillac Don
Bobby J And we sling at soccer fields the yay They don't respect that, don't get your minds around You'll get it pushed back, y'all don't want that I
's cool cuz I'm Cadillac pimpin Spoke spinnin, gold grillin Liquor spillin, Cadillac pimpin Keep ridin, car slidin That's cool cuz I'm Cadillac pimpin [J
I'm comin to you Ridin dirty on 85, slow, takin it easy I don't want nothin to keep me from you [J-Bo] Now the wind blows as I'm on 85, and chiefin
the first one that ever go gold Whatever it be like y'all jaw cause I don't stop Continuously to make a ho draws drop, yeah [Juicy J] I used to always
hoes? Hate to be the one to tell ya that a player got your honey Got her working up in here niggaz taking all her money In the back of a black Cadillac
best move never follow what the rest do, and they'll respect you Cause money come and go, don't front like you don't know and when it's all spend up and
sheets, don't worry we don't need 'em A couple hours in the session we done been Through bout four CDs (About four CDs) Keith Sweat, Mary J, Brian McKnight
told her, "Get in the car" Passed her the dro, she was hittin' it hard But don't jump in my car trynna check out the ride If you don't need a little
MJG [TS] I won't stop rappin, I don't stop rappin [TS] I got too much money bitch I can't stop rappin [8B] We some presidential players, with money by
here and that boy Poyo and these hoes ear and we comin through wit that boy Flig-ati Flea comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e yeah that
J Prince, Rap-A-Lot, Juicy J, DJ Paul Slim Thug, Lil' Keke, Chamillionare, Paul Wall We all different but we all rep the same thang God first, family then money
the man With a clan, never ran, and in demand So just a Bust a rhyme It's a must cause I'm Funky fresh, in the flesh and you know the time Why don't
Black pits in the backyard, I don't feed 'em Hafta buy a pit a week 'cause gone eatin' Off that mad dog 20/20 I'm bout to take my money Ski mask, gotta
stalling 6 dime pieces, checking out my pausing They looking like ooh, he flossing Baby girl, I don't do this often In the 5 double 0 for sho' We still ride the Cadillac
