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Hollis; Macklemore; Ryan Lewis; ScHoolboy Q Lyrics

I wanna be free
I desire freedom

I wanna just live
I simply want to live my life

Inside my Cadillac, that is my shit
My Cadillac is my pride and joy

Now throw it up (I throw that up)
I celebrate and showcase my Cadillac

That's what it is (that's what it is)
That's the way it is

In my C-A-D-I-L-L-A-C, bitch (biatch)
I love my Cadillac and am proud of it

Can't see me through my tints (nah ah)
My tinted windows provide privacy

I'm riding real slow (slow motion)
I am cruising at a leisurely pace

And my paint wet, dripping, shining like my 24s (umbrella)
My wet, shining paint resembles my shiny rims

I don't got 24s (nuh-uh)
I don't actually have 24-inch rims

But I'm on those Vogues
I have white wall tires on my Cadillac

That's those big white walls, round them hundred spokes
I have classic, old school style white wall tires with many spokes

Old school like Olde English in that brown paper bag
My style is reminiscent of Olde English malt liquor in a brown paper bag

I'm rolling in that same whip that my granddad had
I am driving the same type of car that my grandfather once owned

Hello haters, damn y'all mad
I acknowledge my haters and their jealousy towards my lifestyle

30K on the Caddy, now how backpack rap is that?
I spent 30K on my Cadillac, which goes against the traditional, alternative hip-hop style

I got that off-black Cadillac, midnight drive
I have an off-black Cadillac and I like to take late night drives

Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time
I drive leisurely, taking my time with the gas pedal

I'm rolling that roof off, letting in sky
I'm enjoying the open air while rolling down the convertible top of my car

I shine, the city never looked so bright
I feel great and the city looks illuminated

Man, I'm lounging
I am relaxing

In some shit Bernie Mac would've been proud of
I have a car that the late Bernie Mac would have admired

Looking down from heaven like damn that's stylish
Bernie Mac would be admiring my style from heaven

Smilin', don't pay attention to the mileage
I don't care about the distance I drove

Can I hit the freeway? Illegally going a hundred and twenty
I want to break the law by going 120 mph on the freeway

Easy weaving in and out of the traffic
I efficiently navigate through the cars on the road

They cannot catch me, I'm smashing
The police cannot catch me, I am speeding away

I'm ducking, bucking them out here
I am avoiding getting caught

I'm looking fucking fantastic, I am up in a classic
I look great while driving a classic car

Now I know what it's like under the city lights
I am experiencing the city nightlife in a new way

Riding into the night, driving over the bridge
I am driving into the darkness over a bridge

The same one we walked across as kids
I am driving on the same bridge where I walked as a child

Knew I'd have a whip, but never one like this
I always knew I would have a car, but never an impressive one like my Cadillac

Old school, old school, candy paint, two seater
My car is a classic, candy painted two-seater vehicle

Yea, I'm from Seattle, there's hella Honda Civics
I'm from Seattle where Honda Civics are popular

I couldn't tell you about paint either
I don't know much about automotive paint

But I really wanted a Caddy so I put in the hours
I worked hard to afford my Cadillac

And rolled up over to the dealer
I went to the dealership to buy my Cadillac

And I found the car I dreamed of, placed a bargain with this geezer
I found the exact car I wanted and negotiated the price with the dealership salesman

Got the keys in as I was leaving I started screaming
I was excited and couldn't contain my joy as I drove away with the keys

Backwoods and dope
I am smoking marijuana cigars and using drugs

White hoes in the backseat snortin' coke
White women are snorting cocaine in my car's backseat

She doing line after line like she's writing rhymes
The woman is doing a lot of cocaine quickly, like writing fast

I had her inhalin' my love, tryna blow her mind
I gave her a lot of drugs to try and impress her

Cadillac pimpin', my uncle was on
My uncle owned a pimped out Cadillac

14, I stole his keys, me and my niggas was gone
At 14 years old, I stole my uncle's car keys with my friends

Stealing portions of his liquor, water in his Patron
We also stole some of my uncle's liquor, mixing water in his expensive Patron

Driving smiling like I won the fucking lottery homes
I am extremely happy and excited while driving my uncle's stolen car

(Fuckin' lottery homes)
I feel like I won the lottery

Tires with the spokes on it, and the Vogues too
My car has classic spoke tires with white wall Vogues as well

Mustard and mayonnaise, keepin' the buns all on
I have condiments in my car, possibly for food I eat while driving

My dogs hanging out the window
My friends are hanging out of the car's windows

Young as whoosh, fucking like we ball
We feel young, happy and carefree while driving the car

Tryna fuck 'em all
We are trying to seduce women with our car

Never park the whip, see what's poppin' at the mall
We keep the car moving, checking out the scene at the mall

Meet a bad bitch, slap her booty with my paw
We attempt to get a woman's attention by slapping her butt

You can smoke the pussy, I was tearing down the walls
A sexual reference towards how good one of the women is, sex is permeating between the lyrics but it could be arguably about power.

I'm motherfuckin' awe some
I am really awesome

Swear these sights tryna hypnotize
The city nightlife is mesmerizing me

Grip the leather steering wheel way I grip the thighs
I handle the steering wheel the same way I handle women's thighs

See the lust stuck up in her eyes
The woman's eyes show that she is attracted to me

Maybe she like the ride or did she like the smoke?
She may be attracted to the car or to my drug use

Or does she want it low?
She may want to have sex in the low, dark backseat of the car

'Cause this shit a Coupe de Ville so you never know
Because the car is a Coupe de Ville, anything can happen in it

So we cruise for minutes, my nigga fuck the limit
We ride around disregarding speed limits

Got a window tinted, for sure a gangsta in it
My car's tinted windows make it appear as if a gangster is driving it

Slide 'til the gas is finished, Q
I'll keep driving until I run out of gas

Off-black Cadillac, midnight drive
My off-black Cadillac is great for late night drives

Got that off-black Cadillac, midnight drive
I'm enjoying my off-black Cadillac on a late night drive