If I Had a Cadillac (Dream Ride)
Comin up slamming Cadillac doors
If I had a Cadillac
I'd feel much like a Mac
In a dream still awake like insomniacs
You see me glide when I ride smooth as Michael Jack
This ain't no hellcat or scat this a Cadillac
If I had a Cadillac
I'd feel much like a Mac
In a dream still awake like insomniacs
You see me glide when I ride smooth as Michael Jack
This ain't no hellcat or scat this a Cadillac
From the time that I was 3, remember I used to see
Poppa smoking black and milds whipping that Cadillac with style
Wow, my predeveloped brain said
Put that hoe on 24s and that shit will surely turn heads
I wanted that candy paint cherry red
But he got that Ivory white instead
I sunk into them smooth leather seats
As he creeped thru the streets to that stankonia stink
It was a feeling of living a luxury
Maybe that's why I still seek that feeling being in the lac gave me
Elite, I think
I would do anything for an El dog or a Fleet
I could give a fuck if it was hot pink
Drive that bitch up off the lot in a blink
Cherish the Lac
Like it was my raps
Then perfect the track
To get all these stacks
Cuz this maniac
Won't fuckin relax
Til an old school Cadillac in his lap and it's like that
If I had a Cadillac
I'd feel much like a Mac
In a dream still awake like insomniacs
You see me glide when I ride smooth as Michael Jack
This ain't no hellcat or scat this a Cadillac
If I had a Cadillac
I'd feel much like a Mac
In a dream still awake like insomniacs
You see me glide when I ride smooth as Michael Jack
This ain't no hellcat or scat this a Cadillac
The O-U-T Kast
Will make you bleed fast
Until you finally pass
My C-A-D-I is up up and away in the sky
It's a bird, it's a plane, nah that's the mothaship
It defys gravity all the time
Who that boy that be having it crunk every occasion
Slaving to get his work cemented like the pavement
Engraved in the record books oh he shook
Saw that DeVille yeah that boy from the Ville
Finna make the earth stand still
Pull up to the field
On game day like Eddie Guerrero the slickest antihero
And stay on point just a fuckin arrow, damn
Only thing that's been running thru
My mind lately see in rearview
Leavin doubters behind waving and I promise you
I'll get it soon
In due time baby and when I do
I'll love it more then you lady don't mean to be rude
You fine as wine baby but it's honestly because,
If I had a Cadillac
This ain't the chorus ion care bout an engine roaring
Ion want a foreign
Shit's played out annoying
Like ya bitch fakin her moanin but we all knowin
You wake and bake then smoke some shake in the mornin
Tryna start floatin while I shake the scene clean
Hop in my four doors and start Rollin ya see
Ion need to get high
Cuz my ride
Most definitely always got me in the clouds soarin cuz
If I had a Cadillac
I'd feel much like a Mac
In a dream still awake like insomniacs
You see me glide when I ride smooth as Michael Jack
This ain't no hellcat or scat this a Cadillac
If I had a Cadillac
I'd feel much like a Mac
In a dream still awake like insomniacs
You see me glide when I ride smooth as Michael Jack
This ain't no hellcat or scat this a Cadillac
Wheelz of Steel
If I had a Cadillac
I'd feel much like a Mac
In a dream still awake like insomniacs
You see me glide when I ride smooth as Michael Jack
This ain't no hellcat or scat this a Cadillac
If I had a Cadillac
I'd feel much like a Mac
In a dream still awake like insomniacs
You see me glide when I ride smooth as Michael Jack
This ain't no hellcat or scat this a Cadillac
From the time that I was 3, remember I used to see
Poppa smoking black and milds whipping that Cadillac with style
Wow, my predeveloped brain said
Put that hoe on 24s and that shit will surely turn heads
I wanted that candy paint cherry red
But he got that Ivory white instead
I sunk into them smooth leather seats
As he creeped thru the streets to that stankonia stink
It was a feeling of living a luxury
Maybe that's why I still seek that feeling being in the lac gave me
Elite, I think
I would do anything for an El dog or a Fleet
I could give a fuck if it was hot pink
Drive that bitch up off the lot in a blink
Cherish the Lac
Like it was my raps
Then perfect the track
To get all these stacks
Cuz this maniac
Won't fuckin relax
Til an old school Cadillac in his lap and it's like that
If I had a Cadillac
I'd feel much like a Mac
In a dream still awake like insomniacs
You see me glide when I ride smooth as Michael Jack
This ain't no hellcat or scat this a Cadillac
If I had a Cadillac
I'd feel much like a Mac
In a dream still awake like insomniacs
You see me glide when I ride smooth as Michael Jack
This ain't no hellcat or scat this a Cadillac
The O-U-T Kast
Will make you bleed fast
Until you finally pass
My C-A-D-I is up up and away in the sky
It's a bird, it's a plane, nah that's the mothaship
It defys gravity all the time
Who that boy that be having it crunk every occasion
Slaving to get his work cemented like the pavement
Engraved in the record books oh he shook
Saw that DeVille yeah that boy from the Ville
Finna make the earth stand still
Pull up to the field
On game day like Eddie Guerrero the slickest antihero
And stay on point just a fuckin arrow, damn
Only thing that's been running thru
My mind lately see in rearview
Leavin doubters behind waving and I promise you
I'll get it soon
In due time baby and when I do
I'll love it more then you lady don't mean to be rude
You fine as wine baby but it's honestly because,
If I had a Cadillac
This ain't the chorus ion care bout an engine roaring
Ion want a foreign
Shit's played out annoying
Like ya bitch fakin her moanin but we all knowin
You wake and bake then smoke some shake in the mornin
Tryna start floatin while I shake the scene clean
Hop in my four doors and start Rollin ya see
Ion need to get high
Cuz my ride
Most definitely always got me in the clouds soarin cuz
If I had a Cadillac
I'd feel much like a Mac
In a dream still awake like insomniacs
You see me glide when I ride smooth as Michael Jack
This ain't no hellcat or scat this a Cadillac
If I had a Cadillac
I'd feel much like a Mac
In a dream still awake like insomniacs
You see me glide when I ride smooth as Michael Jack
This ain't no hellcat or scat this a Cadillac
Wheelz of Steel
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Writer(s): Dre Raímon
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