white walls
09. Macklemore Lyrics

I wanna be free, I wanna just live
I desire freedom and the ability to live my life as I please

Inside my Cadillac, That is my shit
My Cadillac is my favorite possession

And I throw it up (I throw that up)
I express my admiration and pride for my Cadillac

That’s what it is (That’s what it is)
My Cadillac is undeniably amazing

In my C A D I L L A C bitch (biatch)
I am not afraid to show off my Cadillac to others

Can’t see me through my tints (Nah ah)
The tinted windows of my car protect me from unwanted attention

I’m riding real slow (slow motion)
I am cruising around in my car at a relaxed pace

In my paint wet drippin shorty like my 24’s (Umbrella)
The wet paint on my car is dripping down just like how my girls are attracted to my 24 inch rims

I ain’t got 24’s (No oh)
I do not actually have 24 inch rims on my car

But I’m on those Vogues
Instead, I have Vogues - a type of tire, known for their white walls

That’s those big white walls, round them hundred spokes
My Vogues have big white walls that encircle my one hundred spokes

Old school like old English in that brown paper bag
My car is an old school classic, just like the Old English beverage that people would drink from a brown paper bag

I’m rolling in that same whip that my granddad had
My granddad and I have the same taste in classic cars - I am driving the same model as he had

Hello haters, Damn y’all mad
I am saying hello to my haters and acknowledging their jealousy

30k on the Caddy, now how backpack rap is that?
I spent a significant amount of money on my Cadillac and it does not match the image of a 'backpack' rapper

Man I’m lounging in some shit Bernie Mac would’ve been proud of
Bernie Mac, who was known for his humorous observations about life, would have been impressed with the luxuriousness of my car

Looking down from heaven like damn that’s stylish
Bernie Mac, who is now deceased, would be admiring my car from heaven

Smilin’, don’t pay attention to the mileage
I am proud and happy with my car despite its mileage or age

Can I hit the freeway? I’m legally going 120
I am requesting permission to travel on the freeway and plan to legally drive at the speed of 120 miles per hour

Easy weaving in and out of the traffic
I am able to maneuver through traffic with ease

They cannot catch me, I’m smashing
I am going too fast and too well that nobody can catch up to me

I’m ducking bucking them out here
I am successfully avoiding any attempts to catch or penalize me

I’m like go fuckin their tastic, I am up in a classic
I am having a great time driving my classic car

Now I know what it’s like under the city lights
I am experiencing the beauty of the city at night while driving my car

Riding into the night, driving over the bridge
I am driving into the night and over a bridge, continuing my journey with my car

The same one we walked across as kids
I am crossing a bridge that I used to walk across as a child

Knew I’d have a whippin’ but never one like this
I always knew I would have a car, but never thought I would own one like this classic Cadillac

Old school, old school, Candy paint, two seater
My car is an old school classic and has candy paint, with only two seats

Yea, I’m from Seattle, There’s hella Honda Civics
I am from Seattle, where Honda Civics are very common

I couldn’t tell you about paint either
I am not very knowledgeable about car paint

But I really want a Ducati so I put in the hours
I am working hard to be able to afford a Ducati motorcycle

And roll on over to the dealer
When I have enough money, I will go to a dealer to buy the motorcycle

And I found the car, junior, problem with this geezer
I found the car that I wanted, but had trouble with the old man who was selling it

Got the keys in and as I was leaving I started screaming
When I finally got the keys for my dream car, I was so excited and shouted out in joy

Backwoods and dope
I am smoking marijuana

White hoes in the backseat snorting coke
There are white women in the backseat of my car who are snorting cocaine

She doing line after line like she’s writing rhymes
The white woman in the backseat is snorting one line of cocaine after another, as if she is writing a poem or lyrics

I had it hella my love, tryna blow her mind
I am trying to impress the woman in the backseat with my extravagant lifestyle and luxurious car

Cadillac pimpin’, my uncle was on
My uncle used to pimp Cadillac cars

14 years out so excuse me and my niggas was gone
My uncle was in prison for 14 years, but now he is out

Sendin’ portions of his liquor, water in the Patron
My uncle is sending us some of his secret liquor, possibly mixed with a bottle of Patron Tequila

Rather smiling like I won the fucking lottery homes
I am grinning like I just won a large sum of money

(Fuckin' lottery homes)
I am emphasizing that I feel as if I have won the lottery

Tires with the spokes on it in the 4-2
My Cadillac has 42 inch tires with spokes on them

Most of the mayonnaise, keeping the buns on ‘em
I am referring to the color of my car, comparing it to the color of mayonnaise

My dogs hanging out the window
My friends, or 'dogs', are hanging out the car window, while we are driving

Young as whoosh, fuckin like we ball
We are acting young and reckless, living like we are wealthy and elite

Tryna fuck em all, kill the fuckin wimps
I am attempting to have sex with as many women as possible, while rejecting the weaker and less attractive ones

See what’s poppin’ at the mall, meet a bad bitch
I am going to the mall to see what's happening and meet an attractive woman

Slap her booty with my palms, you can smoke the pussy, I was tearing down the walls
I am slapping the woman's buttocks and figuratively 'smoking' her vagina, as we engage in sexual activity so intense that it feels like we are destroying entire walls

I’m motherfuckin’ off
I am acting out of control or in a crazy manner

Son, swear these eyes tryna hypnotize
My eyes seem to be captivating or hypnotizing someone else

Grip the leather steering wheel while I grip the thighs
I am holding onto the steering wheel and also the thighs of the woman sitting in the front seat

See the lust stuck up in her eyes, maybe she like the ride or did she like the smoke?
I am observing the woman's lustful gaze and wondering if it's due to my luxurious car or because of the drugs we consumed

Or does she want it low? This shit a Coupe de Ville so you’ll never know
I am uncertain about the woman's sexual interests, and also commenting on the car's design as a Coupe de Ville with two seats

So we cool with niggas, my nigga fuck the limit
My friends and I are getting along well, and we are ignoring any limits or boundaries

Got a window tinted for showing gangstas in it
I had the windows of my car tinted so that it looks cool for gangsters

Slice off when the gas is finished, Q
I am referencing a scene in which a car's roof gets sliced off when it is out of gas, and signing off as 'Q' - possibly referring to Quincy Jones or the fictional James Bond character's gadget provider