White Cadillac (Freestyle)

Yeah
Pull up in a 504, V-Boot or White caddy
That's the definition of black classic
A hustler but I'm back at it
Cruising down sango, man, you Lagos boys like traffic

Spare me all the yans, I know the play
I just want the paper, keep the fame
I just wanna own the whole estate
Bring the mansion with no neighbours
Ke ma lo fi mi sere
This the type of shit that I would die for
I just put my engine up in drive 4
I just put a hundred on the backboard
Got a shawty doing catwalks, that's classic

Cadillac, Cadillac, Cadillac, Cadillac, white Cadillac
Cadillac, Cadillac, Cadillac, white Cadillac
Cadillac, Cadillac, Cadillac, white Cadillac
Cadillac, Cadillac, Cadillac, white Cadillac

Dammit I want it, dammit I said it, gonna get it
Try to hold me down, but a nigga wouldn't let it
Like freeze
Know you got me with your body, like please
In a minute, I'll be ready like
I got to go, I'm in the zone, all alone
Got me calling your phone, pick up the phone, never know
When I leave you alone, cause you know I'm on a roll
When I pull up in a white white white, gaddem
When you see me it's on sight, gaddem
Baby let me treat you right right right right
I got to go, I'm in the zone, all alone
Got me calling your phone, pick up the phone, never know
When I leave you alone, cause you know I'm on a roll
When I pull up in a white white white, gaddem
When you see me it's on sight, gaddem
Baby let me treat you right right right right

Pull up in a 504, V-Boot or White caddy
That's the definition of black classic
A hustler but I'm back at it
Cruising down sango, man, you Lagos boys like traffic

Spare me all the yans, I know the play
I just want the paper, keep the fame
I just wanna own the whole estate
Bring the mansion with no neighbours
Ke ma lo fi mi sere
This the type of shit that I would die for
I just put my engine up in drive 4
I just put a hundred on the backboard
Got a shawty doing catwalks, that's classic

Cadillac, Cadillac, Cadillac, Cadillac, white Cadillac
Cadillac, Cadillac, Cadillac, white Cadillac
Cadillac, Cadillac, Cadillac, white Cadillac
Cadillac, Cadillac, Cadillac, white Cadillac

Managed to stack a little change
Now she want some money
Girl, this is not a range
Rover, You don't see no matte black paint
They can't be more apt when they call it vintage
Now it's over cause i hate when these women are entitled
I'm stacking leaf for my family that's thai food
Tell the truth, your requests had me stifled
You know Judo'll sing to you but i'll pass boo
I leave you all for good if i had too
I ride around with nothing but dIsciples
All C.R.E.A.M. like tang of the clan, Wu
Comparable word-plays to parables
Drive-bys and cash-crops in cycles
And you'll relate if you grew up where I do
The same people that know me will know you
Over here we call this The 02
Men, the style classic, so old-school
Drop the top off just like them ho's do
Know we stay like this cause we chose too
Call it the cadillac with 4 4's too

Pull up in a 504, V-Boot or White caddy
That's the definition of black classic
A hustler but I'm back at it
Cruising down sango, man, you Lagos boys like traffic

Spare me all the yans, I know the play
I just want the paper, keep the fame
I just wanna own the whole estate
Bring the mansion with no neighbours
Ke ma lo fi mi sere
This the type of shit that I would die for
I just put my engine up in drive 4
I just put a hundred on the backboard
Got a shawty doing catwalks, that's classic

Cadillac, Cadillac, Cadillac, Cadillac, white Cadillac
Cadillac, Cadillac, Cadillac, white Cadillac
Cadillac, Cadillac, Cadillac, white Cadillac
Cadillac, Cadillac, Cadillac, white Cadillac



Credits
Writer(s): Mosadoluwa Akinjobi
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