Baby D - Slammin Cadillac Doors lyrics

(feat. Intoxicated) Whoooo! ... Freddy B on the track...Whoooo! (Shawty Beezlee) Pin ya' down for the count n***a y'all know me It's that young n***a name Shawty Beezlee I don't play no games and I don't be flexin' n***a i'll bust your a** with Smith Wesson Talkin' that f** sh** will get you C-Walked What do Simpson Road n***a's be 'bout Stackin' that paper and stackin' that clout Settin' up shop's And takin' you spot We pimpin' these b**hes and slammin' these Cadillac doooo's We pullin up in that Fleetwood ridin' on dubbbb's Ridin' big body is them duthy (dirty) boys We ready boy Didn't I tell you we all about that duthy (dirty) boy (B-Real) We pimpin and mackin' these b**hes just like a dawgggg (dogggg) whoooo! Breakin' me bread Givin me head They do just like they toldddd My paper stack Everytime they hit that track, dawg (dogggg) They bring back my money Keep my pockets fat, dawg (dog) Just like a mack The way I act That might surprise, y'all Sippin' yak (Cognac) Got me trippin with 'Lac, dawg (dog) Fleetwood, big body grippin' everythang (everything) Pimpin ain't dead Y'all n**'s just scared Y'all n***a's ain't ready mayne (man) (Shawty Beezlee) We pimpin' these b**hes and slammin' these Cadillac doooo's (door's) whoooo! We pullin up in that Fleetwood ridin' on dubbbb's Ridin' big body is them duthy (dirty) boys We ready boy Didn't I tell you we all about that duthy (dirty) boy (Baby D) Blowin' up Jumpin' out them fo' (four) do' (door) Twenty east to Decatur Comin' from the westside grindin' swervin' in a black Navigator Five percent, on my tint, with seven inch on my screen Now the folk know, they can't see me, when i'm blowin' smoke in my green I'm countin' my fetti, doin it big in a 350 Chevy Lil' young getti boy Baby D aka Lil' Chopper Toy Real pimp ride Cadillacs and vogues my n** Work a bit..( b**h) And she'll break him off her money ya' dig Whatsup! ( What's up) (Shawty Beezlee and Baby D) We pimpin' these b**hes and slammin' these Cadillac doooo's (door's) whooooo! We pullin up in that Fleetwood ridin' on dubbbb's Ridin' big body is them duthy (dirty) boys We ready boy Didn't I tell you we all about that duthy (dirty) boy Alright, o.k. uh,uh o.k. (It's them duthy (dirty) boys we ready boy) Alright, o.k. uh,uh o.k. Alright, o.k. uh,uh o.k. Alright, o.k. uh,uh o.k. (It's them duthy (dirty) boys we ready boy) We pimpin' these b**hes and slammin these Cadillacs doooo's! whooooo! (Alright, o.k. uh, uh o.k.) It's, it's them duthy (dirty) boys (alright o.k. uh, uh o.k.) We pimpin' these b**hes and slammin these Cadillac... (alright o.k. uh, uh o.k.) We pimpin' these b**hes and slammin these Cadillac doooo's! (alright, o.k. uh, uh o.k.) It's them, it's them, it's them, duthy (dirty) boy We ready boy We pimpin' these b**hes and slammin these... We pimpin' these b**hes and slammin these Cadillac doooo's! whooooo! It's them duthy (dirty) boys We ready boy We pimpin' these b**hes and slammin these... We pimpin' these b**hes and slammin these Cadillac doooo's! I't's, it's them duthy (dirty) boy We ready boy We pimpin' these b**hes and slammin these Cadillac... We pimpin' these b**hes and slammin these Cadillac doooo's! whooooo! It's them duthy (dirty) boy's We ready boy