BIG K.R.I.T. - Cadillactica Lyrics

(Intro)
Cadillaclaclaclac, Cadillaclaclaclac
Cadillaclaclaclac, Cadillaclaclaclac
Cadillaclaclaclac, Cadillaclaclaclac
Cadillaclaclaclac, Cadillaclaclaclac
Cadillaclaclaclac, Cadillaclaclaclac
Cadillaclaclaclac, Cadillaclaclaclac

(Verse)
Uh, whachya think a real nigga rap fo'?
So I can roll around in a Rav 4, neva that
Cadillac pimped out, fish bowl, true vogues
15, but I had 2 go & get 2 more'
Wassup, get $, shake stunt killer
DJ Booth wit the pole in the middle
Fo' the edge of the rest 2 go flash up a bitch
See how far these vegetables get us
Pour up, the show up, the focus
The do'rs ain't typical when they get open, hold up
Ye ain't neva been sky high
Swear I coulda died when I hopped out my ride
Like four-five times, no parachute
Bungee jump fo' the loot
Hock a loogie off the roof, what I feel like
Porn on the screen, two hoes on the scene tongue kissin'
Ya would think my whip dyke
Cadillac lac lac lac, Cadillac lac lac lac, 2 early fo' the hook
Not sure if it's the sawed-off fo' the bass in the trunk
That keep a nigga shook
Careful no crook, tell a bitch look
How I work the wheel & the crisis
Police behind us my index was grindin' her pussy like rhyme wit no timin'
I think I'm nicest of all (all, all, all, all)
That's the way I feel, bitch! Crawl (crawl, crawl, crawl, crawl)
Why ya showin' yo grill, bitch? We off (off, off, off, off)
Our way outta here, don't get lost
I come in peace from sumewhere unique, have no fear, uh

(Hook x2)
Cadillaclaclaclac, Cadillaclaclaclac
Cadillaclaclaclac, Cadillaclaclaclac
Fuck yo whip, nigga!
Cadillaclaclaclac, Cadillaclaclaclac
Cadillaclaclaclac, Cadillaclaclaclac
I took yo bitch, nigga!

(Verse 2)
Uh, whachya think a real nigga rap fo'?
So I can roll around wit a nympho? Yessir
Twenty five lighters on my dresser, the best of
Versace, Versace, Versace, my bezel
The bass & the treble will beat, ho
Komodo wit the .44 when creepin', slow
I pull up on the high side, God give me high five
Erry time I holla, I thank ya Lawd
Jesus please, don't let the jackers take what's mine
Hate 2 have 2 black out reason 2 dance 2 the Lac 'for they act right
Cuz a nigga act like I'ma just back down
& I'ma put sum' vogues on these toes bitch
I blew the back out the trunk wit the fifth wheel slump
It's sum' neon that's red, that's my ol' shit
But this sum' cold shit
That my granddaddy wish he could have drove then passed down
So in honor of Zebby, I bring a ho down like a levee
When I slab round in this glass house
See, in the end it was easy pimpin' 'for you even finished
When a trick trippin' ya ain't need her wit it
Shootin' outside the Lac tryin' 2 ease in it
She might fall (fall, fall, fall, fall)
Shit ain't really that high, bitch crawl (crawl, crawl, crawl, crawl)
Why ya showin' yo grill, bitch? We off (off, off, off, off, off)
Our way outta here, don't get lost
I come in peace from sumewhere unique
Have no fear, uh!

(Hook x2)
Cadillaclaclaclac, Cadillaclaclaclac
Cadillaclaclaclac, Cadillaclaclaclac
Fuck yo whip, nigga!
Cadillaclaclaclac, Cadillaclaclaclac
Cadillaclaclaclac, Cadillaclaclaclac
I took yo bitch, nigga!

(Outro)
Slabbin round, my windows down, ya hear the sound
That sonic boom, that ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-bass
That shake yo baby momma crib
Pardon me if I phone home four thousand miles away from where ya at
If ya ain't holdin' back I can take yo whip
CADI-double-LACTICA
CADI-double-LACTICA
CADI-double-LACTICA
CADI-double-LACTICA, KRIT fo'eva!!!
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