Cadillac Girls Songtext
von Mac Dre

Yeah, yeah
C′mon man
C'mon man
C′mon man
Let's get the hell up outta here man
(So what?)
Yeah
What kind we in man?
What we in baby?
Is we in the Chev'?
Is we in that 7 Tray?
Or is we in the Ford?
Oh, we in the Caddy
Oh, Escalade
The Caddy
The Caddy


Ford, Chev′, whatever ya got
It don′t mean shit, if the shit ain't hot
Lincoln, Caddy, whatever ya got
Push it man, don′t be scared to squat
Ford, Chev', whatever ya got
It don′t mean shit, if the shit ain't hot
Lincoln, Caddy, whatever ya got
Push it man, don′t be scared to squat


Quick fast in a hurry
Squat, bounce, drop, dirty
Cocaine white, tiger white walls
Hit the freeway hard at night y'all
Put the keys right there, I'm ready to drive
Like an eagle at twelve, I′m ready to fly
Pager goin′ off, the cell phone's ringin′
Al Green's playin′, and I keep sangin'
Jeans creased up with the beat up
Now I′m 'bout to go pick this little freak up
Blow L's, make mail, ponytail
Have to compliment her on her fresh done nails
Varoom, motherfucker boom boom
A whole block of green lights, freak zoom zoom
Mario Andretti with Blowjob Betty
Pedal to the metal when you ride with the devil
Did just that at In-N-Out Burger
No pickles, no onions, no playin′
Check this out, no delayin′
Did a donut right is what I'm sayin′, shit
Police came, I was on the streets
Smokin' more weed, bumpin′ more beats
Puttin' more words in the ear of this freak
Cadillac girl, somethin′ I'mma keep, Seville

Ford, Chev', whatever ya got
It don′t mean shit, if the shit ain′t hot
I roll so outta control
Windows on ten, so I'm not exposed
Lincoln, Caddy, whatever ya got
Push it man, don′t be scared to squat
At the Honeycomb Hide-Out, I side out
Fish tail her with a hook, check it on the ride out
Ford, Chev', whatever ya got
It don′t mean shit, if the shit ain't hot
Rally stripes to them Dukeroy pipes
Make you think about strikin′ when they flash them lights
Lincoln, Caddy, whatever ya got
Push it man, don't be scared to squat
Custom 5 ride with the perfect pace
At the red light and you can't wait to race

Cam lifters, MSD shifters
351 Make the old school swifter
Rack on the trunk, slap in the trunk
Fat fo-fo in my lap for the funk
Talkin′ to a beezy on the phone but can′t hear her
Turn down the hook, so I can hear clearer
I hear sirens get nearer
Red and blue lights in my rear view mirror
Pull over, nope nope
With a car full of smoke and a trunk full of dope
I hit the gasser, go faster
All you hear is dual exhaust, flowmaster
On the chasers I take 'em, then shake ′em
A real cutthroat nigga, ain't no fakin′
I shoot, ain't scared to scoot
And shake the one-time on hot pursuit

Ford, Chev′, whatever ya got
It don't mean shit, if the shit ain't hot
I roll so outta control
Windows on ten, so I′m not exposed
Lincoln, Caddy, whatever ya got
Push it man, don′t be scared to squat
At the Honeycomb Hide-Out, I side out
Fish tail her with a hook, check it on the ride out
Ford, Chev', whatever ya got
It don′t mean shit, if the shit ain't hot
Rally stripes to them Dukeroy pipes
Make you think about strikin′ when they flash them lights
Lincoln, Caddy, whatever ya got
Push it man, don't be scared to squat
Custom 5 ride with the perfect pace
At the red light and you can′t wait to race
Ford, Chev', whatever ya got
It don't mean shit, if the shit ain′t hot
Lincoln, Caddy, whatever ya got
Push it man, don′t be scared to squat

Yeah
I wouldn't give a fuck what ya drivin′ man
Be it Lincoln, be it Caddy, be it Ford, be it Chevy
Nigga get further man
Don't sit there and get caught by the police man
I′mma tell ya man, it's nothin′
Burn rubber all down the block
And don't stop
Ya know