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CADILLAC

de Destroy Lonely

Two hundred around my neck, I got the Cadillac's on my chest (Chest)
I got diamonds under the bed, she rockin' my chain, she givin' me head (Head)
Stand on everything I said, if I hide, I'd probably be dead (Dead)
I got a vibe, she way too fine, she mine, she way way over ten (Ten)
I don't sip while I pour some pints, this drank keep comin' in
I ain't worried about her, she fine enough, I paid for all of her rent (Rent)
I ain't worried about her, I told my niggas like, "Guys, I got this shit"

Turned down the trap, I was lost
Turned down the trap and I turned to a boss (Boss)
And her pussy is stuck on faucet, I think I might carry this bitch, no toss (Toss)
Ice froze up my shelf, I still got diamonds sittin' in the coffin (Coffin)
Kill the shit in my lungs, I'm pourin' up Wock', can't go in no coffin (Coffin)
Pop a pill and she goin' dumb, she poppin' that pussy, she makin' it, woah (Woah)
I can feel that shit in my guts, I'm off a G6 and I can't even talk (Ugh, talk)
Lately, I've been on one, but right now, I'm off one (Off)
Tried to make her my homegirl, but she got me on a poster (Ah)
I've been livin' a rockstar life and poppin' my shit like I'm 'posed to ('Posed to)
I put in the sport mode ride, and put the Maybach off the shoulder (Skrt, skrt)
I got dirty money that need to be washed, just spillin' it on my shoulders (Ah)
Baby Money don't catch more opp, don't care 'bout these niggas, don't know them (Woah)
Baby Money be countin' up guap, go blow this face, go throw some (Baby)
Baby Money just popped him a thot then threw her away, don't know her (Uh)
Baby Money a stand-up guy, let the pussy nigga sit down (Sit down)
Baby Money been puttin' on his whole damn team right now (Out)

Baby Money
Two hundred around my neck, I got the Cadillac's on my chest (Chest)
I got diamonds under the bed, she rockin' my chain, she givin' me head (Head)
Stand on everything I said, if I hide, I'd probably be dead (Dead)
I got a vibe, she way too fine, she mine, she way way over ten (Ten)
I don't sip while I pour some pints, this drank keep comin' in
I ain't worried about her, she fine enough, I paid for all of her rent (Rent)
I ain't worried about her, I told my niggas like, "Guys, I got this shit"

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