B. Gizzle

Rolling In My Cadillac

B. Gizzle


What's happening nigga 
If you in a club right now 
I want you to hold your car keys in one hand 
I don't care which hand and hold your bottle up in the other hand 
We rolling nigga, I'm rolling like this here, Come on 

[Chorus x4] 
Rollin in my cadillac 
Rollin in my cadillac 
Rollin in my cadillac 
Rollin, Rollin, Rollin 

[Verse 1] 
When I pull up, I'm in something real wide 
Five Hundred insealer, 745 
Niggaz be booting up, Hoes they wanna ride 
Only way if thats gonna happen is you jack me off while I drive 
I'm G'd Up, A Soldier now, Thats gonna be til I die 
Feety gonna hold me down with the tracks you feel and vibe 
Yeah I used to get loaded, I got nothing to hide 
But look at me now, I'm focused, you can tell I try 
You can even tell the way I lean when I drive 
It's a new day, new time, I got money on my mind 
Best cup your hoe, I take it she fine 
You know she fuck, cum one of a kind 
I'm a gangsta, I keep it peed on my side 
I'm a gangsta, If I see it and want it, I buy it 
Cowards be ego-driven, Swallow their pride 
Either way it go, I'm do me and get mine, I'ma roll 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 2] 
I got money now, I ain't hurt nigga 
You want a verse, I get mad, not work with you 
If you got street money, then the price different 
You in the major league, you know you gonna taxed quickly 
B Gizzle back nigga, the hood still love me 
Go to the club, me and my dawgs still pop up late 
Go the mall and these hoes still wanna touch me 
Can't help it, I'm thuggin, its just the streets love me 
It's too late for Baby to try to reach out and touch me 
Judge had to make that bust up my fucking money 
I was druggin hard, Nigga thought it was funny 
Now I think its funny, I just say I did it, done it 
Now I'm up and running, Geezy don't forget 
Nothing fuckin with Chopper City, this is our year 
Dawg we settin rules and we breaking grounds 
If you real, then you know how we getting down, Better roll with me 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3] 
When I was 17, I was considered a grown man 
Single mom did that, shit ain't turn out bad 
I was 15 in 95, with a '94 Grand AM 
Shoulda seen when I got that 19 9 and hit the ave 
I was sixteen by the time I was 18 
Had a firebird, a lex and some bling bling 
Doing my thing, living my dream by 19 
Came through, Benz Jeep on dubs with TVs 
Niggaz hated on me, Hail these nuts wished that I fall 
I'm a hell of a hustler, its in my nature to ball 
It's a trade I got to get money and stand tall 
Niggaz who hated yesterday, make 'em hate more tomorrow 
Fuck all y'all, I'ma do me, do you 
You want beef, fake beef, fake I'ma be true 
Every year I'm bustin heads, pullin out something new 
Fucking the game up everytime I come through, better roll 

[Chorus]