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Bad Azz - "2001 4dr. Cadillac"
Lyrics to 2001 4dr. Cadillac : (feat. Butch Cassidy, Ras Kass, Sylk-E. Fyne) [Chorus: Butch Cassidy] Up early in the morn (the morn) Im thinkin as I yawn (I yawn) What am I gonna do' Well I should call my crew, I call my crew Man what a pretty day (pretty day) All the women wanna play (wanna play) But time is movin fast So I should move my ass Come on [Bad Azz] Come on, lets go, get out Lets show em what the West Coast about The street life, cars with switches, we live on TV Or next to the stars with riches, you couldnt see me Smashin in a Bentley Coupe through L.B. In an expensive suit, you tell me Me and Sylk-E. Fyne, platinum on this Blaqtoven beat And youre in trouble like when you need a gat to go to sleep We hot nicks like Meth and Redman, make you Blackout Back that ass up, enter this and throw your back out We Thug to the Bone thats why I keep it all N Harmony And - still I rise, wont you come along with me' Lets hit the streets and feel the sunshine Ive been out all day long and I aint even seen one-time Lets hit the beach and then swerve through the Westside Lets drink, toast, smoke and give it up for the best side [Chorus] [Sylk-E. Fyne] Im wakin up early even before the sun crack Up collectin my paper in a brown paper bag, with my nigga Bad Purse fat with a lot of cash While them bitches mad, we C-Walk and we smash Stomp and stampede over the emenies Still shinin and glistenin, you can catch me in the streets With my thugs, hoodstas and hustle-ahs I love my niggaz, Im at the club with my niggaz Cause it aint my fault they say Im the bossiest And it aint my fault me, Bad and Ras can floss our shit Ghetto stars we are own entourage We drive em far, chauffers to roll our cars So hell yeah, Mr. Bad Ima go with ya From sunset to sunrise cause we them go-getters And at the end of the yellow brick road Its gold and platinum, so come on lets roll [Chorus x2] [Ras Kass] Im like a walkin night club Wherever I go we got bud Nigga want some drink' I got a dub In these L.A. streets we got love Big booty hoes, we got hugs You got a motherfuckin problem' - We got slugs, we got thugs Need a Romy on chrome, no place like home Benzes and Broughams, we all the same like clones (Lil, lil) Lil niggaz with big homes We platinum in the streets, so the gettin is good Be in mansions on the hill, heart still livin in the hood Im a Watts baby, 99th & McKinley Raised in C-arson so haters can come and get me Sun roof, 80 proof, still fo much Certain songs and watch all the homies throw up We bang different sets but we all claim the West Lets get rich nigga, please, collect the checks [Butch Cassidy] You dont want to fool with us You best be cool with us Pretty ladies we wanna fuck Ill never leave cause in the West I trust You dont want to fool with us You best be cool with us Pretty ladies we wanna fuck Ill never leave cause in the West I trust [ 2001 4dr. Cadillac Lyrics ]
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