MACKLEMORE - WHITE WALLS (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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MACKLEMORE - WHITE WALLS (en) Lyrics
by RentAnAdviser.com
I wanna be free, I wanna just live
Inside my Cadillac, that is my shit
Now throw it up (now throw that up)
That's what it is (that's what it is)
In my C A D I L L A C bitch (biatch)
Can't see me through my tints (nuh uh)
I'm riding real slow (slow motion)
In my paint wet dripping shining
like my 24s (umbrella)
I ain't got 24s (nuh uh)
But I'm on those Vogues
That's those big white walls
R-r-round them hundred spokes
Old school like Olde English
in that brown paper bag
I'm rolling in that same whip
that my granddad had
Hello, haters, damn y'all mad
30k on the Caddy, now how
backpack rap is that?
I got that off-black Cadillac,
midnight drive
Got that gas pedal, leaning
back, taking my time
I'm rollin' that roof
off, letting in sky
I shine, the city never
looked so bright
Man I'm lounging in some shit Bernie
Mac would've been proud of
Looking down from heaven like
damn that's stylish
Smilin', don't pay attention
to the mileage
Can I hit the freeway? Illegally
going a hundred and twenty
Easy weaving in and out of the traffic
They cannot catch me, I'm smashing
I'm ducking bucking them out here
I'm looking fucking fantastic,
I am up in a classic
Now I know what it's like
under the city lights
Riding into the night, driving
over the bridge
The same one we walked across as kids
Knew I'd have a whip but
never one like this
Old school, old school, Candy
paint, two seater
Yea, I'm from Seattle, there's
hella Honda Civics
I couldn't tell you about paint either
But I really wanted a Caddy
so I put in the hours
And roll on over to the dealer
And I found the car I dreamed of, there's
a problem with this geezer
Got the keys in and as I was
leaving I started screaming
Backwoods and dope
White hoes in the backseat
snorting coke
She doing line after line like
she's writing rhymes
I had her inhaling my love,
tryna blow my mind
Cadillac pimpin', my uncle was on
14 I stole his keys
Me and my niggas was gone
Stealin' portions of his liquor,
water in his Patron
Drivin' smiling like I won
a fucking lottery homes
(fuckin' lottery homes)
Tires with the spokes on
it and the Vogues, too
Mustard and mayonnaise,
keeping the buns
All on my dogs hanging out the window
Young as whoosh, fucking like we ball
Tryna fuck 'em all, kill
the fucking whips
See what's poppin' at the
mall, meet a bad bitch
Slap her booty with my balls
You can smoke the pussy, I was
tearing down the walls
I'm motherfuckin' awe-some
Swear these sights tryna hypnotize
Grip the leather steering wheel
while I grip the thighs
See the lust stuck up in her eyes
Maybe she like the ride or
did she like the smoke?
Or does she want it low?
'Cause this shit a Coupe de
Ville so you'll never know
So we cruise for minutes,
my nigga, fuck the limit
Got a window tinted for
showing gangsta in it
Slide 'til the gas is finished, Q
Off-black Cadillac, midnight drive
Got that off-black Cadillac,
midnight drive
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