Cadillac On 22's Part 2
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โฑ๏ธ 4:18 duration
๐ ID: 319209
๐ Lyrics
[Intro]
It's gon' be aight though (ohh)
This one's for you, yeah!
Cadillacs on 22s...
Pimp my voice and mack these beats.
[Chorus - repeat 2x]
Cadillacs on 22s
I ain't did nothing in my life but stayed true
Pimp my voice and mack these beats and
Pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey!
[Verse]
God I know that we pimp
God I know that we wrong
God I know why she talk about Moet all of my songs
I know these kids are listening
I know I'm here for a mission
But it's so hard to get 'em wit 22 rims all glisten
I know these balls are talking
Lord I wanna do right
I tried to fight but these demons
They comp at me at night
Like my momma, my daddy, my girl and all my boys
I lost Rachelle but I guess I still got the whining Roy
My couzins sweet, momma lay that Jason
Lord I'm praying for swacking my
Heart is still impatient
Keep 'em off them drugs, far away from thugs
He's still my hero but just a shell bed or what it was
Yeah smoking get a buzz, but God I hear ya calling
And shit wrong wit balling
But my soul is just stelly [steadily] balling
And the sex and the dead, and the other jail
God I'm stacking my mail but will I end up in hell?
[Chorus]
[Verse]
Lord they hum Andre Jones
Lord they hum Reynold Johnson
Lord I wanna fight back but I'm
Just so sick of bouncing
Lord I'm sick of jumping, Lord just
Please tell me something
My folks still dumping my music,
Bumping but I feel nothing
My heart is stelly pumping
My heart is stelly breaking
Sometimes I feel like I'm faking, man
I'm so sick of taking
Maybe hell ain't a place meant for us to burn
Maybe Earth is telling just a place for us to learn
Bout yo love, yo will and grace
Sometimes I wish I wasn't born in the first place
Maybe this first base, God knocked
The ball up out the park
So we can come home this world right
Here is feeling so dark
Feeling so cold, Lord I'm feeling so old
I dunno if I can take this world right here no more
22 inch rims on the 'Lac
I guess that was yo footprint in the
Sand carrying us on yo back
[Chorus (2x)]
It's gon' be aight though (ohh)
This one's for you, yeah!
Cadillacs on 22s...
Pimp my voice and mack these beats.
[Chorus - repeat 2x]
Cadillacs on 22s
I ain't did nothing in my life but stayed true
Pimp my voice and mack these beats and
Pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey!
[Verse]
God I know that we pimp
God I know that we wrong
God I know why she talk about Moet all of my songs
I know these kids are listening
I know I'm here for a mission
But it's so hard to get 'em wit 22 rims all glisten
I know these balls are talking
Lord I wanna do right
I tried to fight but these demons
They comp at me at night
Like my momma, my daddy, my girl and all my boys
I lost Rachelle but I guess I still got the whining Roy
My couzins sweet, momma lay that Jason
Lord I'm praying for swacking my
Heart is still impatient
Keep 'em off them drugs, far away from thugs
He's still my hero but just a shell bed or what it was
Yeah smoking get a buzz, but God I hear ya calling
And shit wrong wit balling
But my soul is just stelly [steadily] balling
And the sex and the dead, and the other jail
God I'm stacking my mail but will I end up in hell?
[Chorus]
[Verse]
Lord they hum Andre Jones
Lord they hum Reynold Johnson
Lord I wanna fight back but I'm
Just so sick of bouncing
Lord I'm sick of jumping, Lord just
Please tell me something
My folks still dumping my music,
Bumping but I feel nothing
My heart is stelly pumping
My heart is stelly breaking
Sometimes I feel like I'm faking, man
I'm so sick of taking
Maybe hell ain't a place meant for us to burn
Maybe Earth is telling just a place for us to learn
Bout yo love, yo will and grace
Sometimes I wish I wasn't born in the first place
Maybe this first base, God knocked
The ball up out the park
So we can come home this world right
Here is feeling so dark
Feeling so cold, Lord I'm feeling so old
I dunno if I can take this world right here no more
22 inch rims on the 'Lac
I guess that was yo footprint in the
Sand carrying us on yo back
[Chorus (2x)]
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.45] [Intro]
[00:01.51] It's gon' be aight though (ohh)
[00:07.47] This one's for you, yeah!
[00:12.42] Cadillacs on 22s...
[00:16.09] Pimp my voice and mack these beats.
[00:24.13] [Chorus - repeat 2x]
[00:24.92] Cadillacs on 22s
[00:26.27] I ain't did nothing in my life but stayed true
[00:39.00] Pimp my voice and mack these beats and
[00:43.60] Pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey!
[00:52.51] [Verse]
[00:52.52] God I know that we pimp
[00:57.62] God I know that we wrong
[01:02.00] God I know why she talk about Moet all of my songs
[01:07.19] I know these kids are listening
[01:09.86] I know I'm here for a mission
[01:15.06] But it's so hard to get 'em wit 22 rims all glisten
[01:21.24] I know these balls are talking
[01:22.71] Lord I wanna do right
[01:23.67] I tried to fight but these demons
[01:24.71] They comp at me at night
[01:27.42] Like my momma, my daddy, my girl and all my boys
[01:31.34] I lost Rachelle but I guess I still got the whining Roy
[01:36.34] My couzins sweet, momma lay that Jason
[01:41.01] Lord I'm praying for swacking my
[01:42.25] Heart is still impatient
[01:43.38] Keep 'em off them drugs, far away from thugs
[01:47.13] He's still my hero but just a shell bed or what it was
[01:54.36] Yeah smoking get a buzz, but God I hear ya calling
[01:58.55] And shit wrong wit balling
[02:00.39] But my soul is just stelly [steadily] balling
[02:03.62] And the sex and the dead, and the other jail
[02:09.56] God I'm stacking my mail but will I end up in hell?
[02:14.37] [Chorus]
[02:17.05] [Verse]
[02:17.06] Lord they hum Andre Jones
[02:19.10] Lord they hum Reynold Johnson
[02:24.97] Lord I wanna fight back but I'm
[02:29.03] Just so sick of bouncing
[02:31.50] Lord I'm sick of jumping, Lord just
[02:36.67] Please tell me something
[02:37.65] My folks still dumping my music,
[02:40.82] Bumping but I feel nothing
[02:47.30] My heart is stelly pumping
[03:02.05] My heart is stelly breaking
[03:03.11] Sometimes I feel like I'm faking, man
[03:07.47] I'm so sick of taking
[03:11.81] Maybe hell ain't a place meant for us to burn
[03:18.06] Maybe Earth is telling just a place for us to learn
[03:22.98] Bout yo love, yo will and grace
[03:24.59] Sometimes I wish I wasn't born in the first place
[03:28.57] Maybe this first base, God knocked
[03:32.60] The ball up out the park
[03:36.13] So we can come home this world right
[03:40.91] Here is feeling so dark
[03:44.91] Feeling so cold, Lord I'm feeling so old
[03:48.38] I dunno if I can take this world right here no more
[03:54.60] 22 inch rims on the 'Lac
[03:56.35] I guess that was yo footprint in the
[04:01.85] Sand carrying us on yo back
[04:05.15] [Chorus (2x)]
[04:05.25]
[00:01.51] It's gon' be aight though (ohh)
[00:07.47] This one's for you, yeah!
[00:12.42] Cadillacs on 22s...
[00:16.09] Pimp my voice and mack these beats.
[00:24.13] [Chorus - repeat 2x]
[00:24.92] Cadillacs on 22s
[00:26.27] I ain't did nothing in my life but stayed true
[00:39.00] Pimp my voice and mack these beats and
[00:43.60] Pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey!
[00:52.51] [Verse]
[00:52.52] God I know that we pimp
[00:57.62] God I know that we wrong
[01:02.00] God I know why she talk about Moet all of my songs
[01:07.19] I know these kids are listening
[01:09.86] I know I'm here for a mission
[01:15.06] But it's so hard to get 'em wit 22 rims all glisten
[01:21.24] I know these balls are talking
[01:22.71] Lord I wanna do right
[01:23.67] I tried to fight but these demons
[01:24.71] They comp at me at night
[01:27.42] Like my momma, my daddy, my girl and all my boys
[01:31.34] I lost Rachelle but I guess I still got the whining Roy
[01:36.34] My couzins sweet, momma lay that Jason
[01:41.01] Lord I'm praying for swacking my
[01:42.25] Heart is still impatient
[01:43.38] Keep 'em off them drugs, far away from thugs
[01:47.13] He's still my hero but just a shell bed or what it was
[01:54.36] Yeah smoking get a buzz, but God I hear ya calling
[01:58.55] And shit wrong wit balling
[02:00.39] But my soul is just stelly [steadily] balling
[02:03.62] And the sex and the dead, and the other jail
[02:09.56] God I'm stacking my mail but will I end up in hell?
[02:14.37] [Chorus]
[02:17.05] [Verse]
[02:17.06] Lord they hum Andre Jones
[02:19.10] Lord they hum Reynold Johnson
[02:24.97] Lord I wanna fight back but I'm
[02:29.03] Just so sick of bouncing
[02:31.50] Lord I'm sick of jumping, Lord just
[02:36.67] Please tell me something
[02:37.65] My folks still dumping my music,
[02:40.82] Bumping but I feel nothing
[02:47.30] My heart is stelly pumping
[03:02.05] My heart is stelly breaking
[03:03.11] Sometimes I feel like I'm faking, man
[03:07.47] I'm so sick of taking
[03:11.81] Maybe hell ain't a place meant for us to burn
[03:18.06] Maybe Earth is telling just a place for us to learn
[03:22.98] Bout yo love, yo will and grace
[03:24.59] Sometimes I wish I wasn't born in the first place
[03:28.57] Maybe this first base, God knocked
[03:32.60] The ball up out the park
[03:36.13] So we can come home this world right
[03:40.91] Here is feeling so dark
[03:44.91] Feeling so cold, Lord I'm feeling so old
[03:48.38] I dunno if I can take this world right here no more
[03:54.60] 22 inch rims on the 'Lac
[03:56.35] I guess that was yo footprint in the
[04:01.85] Sand carrying us on yo back
[04:05.15] [Chorus (2x)]
[04:05.25]