My Cadillac
I got me a Cadillac.
That's one of my favorite luxury cars.
I'm riding around the hood,
Feeling good like a Southernplayalistic,
Ghetto superstar,driving distances
Very far, looking like a boss,
Who suffered some loss,
More glamorous than Boss Hogg,
Who supervised Rosco P.T. Coltrane,
Who focused and hated them Duke Boys,
Because they made a lot of noise.
Yes my Cadillac makes much noise,
Southernplayalistic sounds scream,
From the speakers and I ain't hating,
On nobody. I'm simply glad to meet you.
I've come a long way baby like Virginia Slims,
And I'm most definitely in it to win in my Cadillac car.
How about you do you wanna ride?
Come on in and sit on the passengers side.
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Copyright © Nicole Sharon Brown | Year Posted 2011
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