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Verse 1
you heard about me
No Cadillac, no Perms, you can't see
I don't know what you heard about me
No Cadillac, no Perms, you can't see
Then I'm a motherfuckin'
Now shawty, she in the club,
she dancin' for dollars
She got a thang for that Gucci,
that Fendi, that Prada
Dosey, and Cabana
She feed them fools fantasies,
they pay her cause they want her
then my gang got her
Hour later, had her ass up in the Ramada
sayin' they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar
tryna get a drink about her
she like the way I talk
She from the country,
then she like me
cause I'm from New York
cause I want some head
I'm that n***a tryna holla
cause I want some red
when she in the bed
Bitch hit that track, catch a date
and come and pay the kid
you can't see
You fuckin' with me,
I don't know what you heard about me
No Cadillac, no Perms, you can't see
I don't know what you heard about me
No Cadillac, no Berms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin'
I'm bout my money, you see
Girl, you can holla at me
If you fuckin' with me
Now what you see on TV
No Cadillac, no breezy
Head full of hair, bitch
Come get money with me
If you curious to see
How it feels to be
Roll in the Benz with me
You can watch the TV
From the backseat of my V
Girl, we could pop some champagne
and we could have a ball
We could dose to the good like, girl,
we could have it all
and tear up the mall
If ever you need someone,
I'm the one you should call
if ever you should fall
If you got problems, I can solve them,
they bigger than small
with ain't bout shit
I'm your friend, your father,
I don't know what you heard about me
I'm No Cadillac, no perms,
you can't see
I don't know what you heard about me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
I told you fools before,
I stick with the twos
I keep a Benz, some Rams,
and some Jews
Bb
I holla at a hoe, till I got a bitch confused
She got on Payless, me
I got on Gator shoes
in the summer, they're cheaper
Man, this hoe, you can have her,
when I'm done, I ain't gon' keep her
every nigga pimpin' though
This ain't a secret,
you ain't gotta keep it on the low
I hear you strippin' in the street
Put my other hoes down,
you get your ass beat
she always comin' with my bread
And the last nigga,
she was whippin' stitches in her head
I put a child on the bench
Cause I need four TVs
and AMGs for the six
Ebm
Catch a date, suck a dick, shit, trick
I don't know what you heard about me
No Cadillac, no Perms, you can't see
I don't know what you heard about me
No Cadillac, no Perms, you can't see
Yeah, in Hollywood they say
there's no business like show business
business like hope business
You know, they say I talk a little fast
but if you listen a little faster
for you to catch up, bitch
Ha ha ha
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