B.G. - Rolling in My Cadillac lyrics

What's happening nigga
If you in a club right now
I want you to hold your car keys in one hand
I don't care which hand and hold your
Bottle up in the other hand
We rolling nigga, I'm rolling like this here
Come on

Rollin in my cadillac rollin in my cadillac
Rollin in my cadillac rollin, Rollin, Rollin

When I pull up, I'm in something real wide
Five Hundred insealer, 745
Niggas be booting up, Hoes they wanna ride
Only way if thats gonna happen is you
Jack me off while I drive
I'm G'd Up, A Soldier now
Thats gonna be til I die
Feety gonna hold me down with the
Tracks you feel and vibe
Yeah I used to get loaded
I got nothing to hide
But look at me now, I'm focused
You can tell I try
You can even tell the way I lean when I drive
It's a new day, new time
I got money on my mind
Best cup your hoe, I take it she fine
You know she fuck, cum one of a kind
I'm a gangsta, I keep it peed on my side
I'm a gangsta, If I see it and want it
I buy it
Cowards be ego-driven, Swallow their pride
Either way it go, I'm do me and get mine
I'ma roll

I got money now, I ain't hurt nigga
You want a verse, I get mad
Not work with you if you got street money
Then the price different
You in the major league
You know you gonna taxed quickly
B Gizzle back nigga, the hood still love me
Go to the club
Me and my dawgs still pop up late
Go the mall and these hoes
Still wanna touch me
Can't help it, I'm thuggin
It's just the streets love me
It's too late for Baby to try
To reach out and touch me
Judge had to make that bust
Up my fucking money i was druggin hard
Nigga thought it was funny
Now I think it's funny, I just say I did it
Done it
Now I'm up and running, Geezy don't forget
Nothing fuckin with Chopper City
This is our year
Dawg we settin rules and we breaking grounds
If you real, then you know
How we getting down, better roll with me

When I was 17, I was considered a grown man
Single mom did that, shit ain't turn out bad
I was 15 in 95, with a '94 Grand AM
Shoulda seen when I got that 19
9 and hit the ave
I was sixteen by the time I was 18
Had a firebird, a lex and some bling bling
Doing my thing, living my dream by 19
Came through, Benz Jeep on dubs with TVs
Niggas hated on me
Hail these nuts wished that I fall
I'm a hell of a hustler
It's in my nature to ball
It's a trade I got to
Get money and stand tall
Niggas who hated yesterday
Make 'em hate more tomorrow
Fuck all y'all, I'ma do me, do you
You want beef, fake beef, fake I'ma be true
Every year I'm bustin heads
Pullin out something new
Fucking the game up everytime I come through
Better roll