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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? Hollis: I got that off-black Cadillac, midnight drive Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time. Macklemore - White Walls (Bassel x Tyler Clark TRAP Remix) FREE DOWNLOAD by TylerClarkOfficial published on 2014-01-09T01:23:50Z Bassel and Tyler Clark's new Trap remix of White Walls by Macklemore & Ryan Lewis!

Writer(s): Hollis Wear, Ryan Lewis, Ben Haggerty, Quincey HanleyLyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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Awwwww ich liebe Macklemore <3
Aber das heißt 'C-A-D-I-L-L-A-C' und nicht 'C-A-D-D-I-L-L-A-C'

Mega Song! Es heißt aber 'I got that off-Black Cadillac ..' Und nicht 'all-stripe Cadillac'.

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Macklemore White Walls Cast

Awwwww ich liebe Macklemore <3
Aber das heißt 'C-A-D-I-L-L-A-C' und nicht 'C-A-D-D-I-L-L-A-C'

Mega Song! Es heißt aber 'I got that off-Black Cadillac ..' Und nicht 'all-stripe Cadillac'.

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Beliebte Songtexte
von Macklemore & Ryan Lewis

1. Can't Hold Us
2. Same Love
3. Otherside
4. Make the Money
5. Irish Celebration
6. Ten Thousand Hours
7. Neon Cathedral
8. My Oh My
9. Cowboy Boots
10. Thrift Shop

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Whitney Houston sang „I Will Always Love ..'?

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from the album The Heist [Deluxe Edition] ·Copyright: Writer(s): Hollis Wear, Quincey Hanley, Ben Haggerty, Ryan Lewis Lyrics Terms of Use

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I wanna be free, I wanna just live
Inside my Cadillac, That is my shit
And I throw it up (I 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 (nah ah)
I'm riding real slow (slow motion)
In my paint wet drippin shorty like my 24's (umbrella)
I ain't got 24's (no oh)
But I'm on those Vogues
That's those big white walls, 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?

Got that off-black Cadillac, midnight drive
Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time
I'm blowin' 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? I'm illegally going 120
Easy weaving in and out of the traffic
They cannot catch me, I'm smashing
I'm ducking bucking them out here
I'm lookin fuckin 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 neither
But I really want the Caddy so I put in the hours
And roll on over to the dealer
And I found the car I'm dreaming of, i bargain with this geezer
Got the keys in and as I was leaving I started screaming

Got that off-black Cadillac, midnight drive
Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time
I'm blowin' that roof off, letting in sky
I shine, the city never looked so bright

Backwoods and dope
White hoes in the backseat snorting coke
She doing line after line like she's writing rhymes
I had it hella my love, tryna blow her mind
Cadillac pimpin', my uncle was on
14 years out so excuse me and my niggas was gone
Sendin' portions of his liquor, water in the Patrón
Rather smiling like I won the fucking lottery homes
(fuckin' lottery homes)
Tires with the spokes on it and the vogues too
Mustard and mayonnaise, keeping the buns on 'em
My dogs hanging out the window
Young as whoosh, fuckin like we ball
Tryna fuck em all, kill the fuckin wimps
See what's poppin' at the mall, meet a bad bitch
Slap her booty with my palms
You can smoke the pussy, I was tearing down the walls
I'm motherfuckin' awe.. some
swear these eyes 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?
Girl does she want it low?
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 gangstas in it
Slide till the gas is finished, Q

Got that off-black Cadillac, midnight drive
Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time
I'm blowin' that roof off, letting in sky
I shine, the city never looked so bright

Got that off-black Cadillac, midnight drive
Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time
I'm blowin' that roof off, letting in sky
I shine, the city never looked so bright.