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White Walls (Feat. ScHoolboy Q & Hollis)

Macklemore & Ryan Lewis

I wanna be free
I wanna just live
Inside my caddillac
That is my shit
And I throw it up
(I throw that up)
That's what it is
(that's what it is)
Im my C A D D I L L A C bitch (biatch)
Can't see me through my tints (nah ah)
I'm riding real slow (slow)
In my paint wet drippin shorty
Like 24's (umbrella)
But don't 24's (no oh)
But I'm on those vogues
That's those big white walls,
Round them hundred spokes

Old school like old English in that
Brown paper bag
I'm rolling in that same whipe that my
Granddad had
Hello haters
Damn y'all mad
30k on the caddy, now how about cack
wrapped is that?

(Hollis)
I got that off-black cadillac, mindnight drive
Got that gas peddal lean 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 legally going 120
Easy weaving in an out of the traffic
They cannot catch me, I'm smashing
I'm ducking bucking them out here
I'm like go ficking their, 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 whippin', never one like this

Old school, old school
Candy paint, two seater

Yeah, I'm from Seattle
There's hella on the civics
I couldn't tell you about paint either

But I really wanted a Caddy so I put in the hours
And walk on over to the dealer
And I found the car that I was
Dreamin there was a problem with this geezer
Got the keys and as I was leavin
I started screaming

(Hollis)
I got that off-black cadillac, mindnight drive
Got that gas peddal lean back, taking my time
I'm blowin' that roof off, letting in sky
I shine, the city never looked so bright

(Schoolboy)
Backwoods and dope
White hoes in the backseat snorting coke
She doing line after line like she's writin 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 Patron
Rather smilling like I won the fucking lottery holmes
(funcking lottery holmes)
Tires with the spikes on it and the vogues too
Mustard and mayonnaise, keeping the buns on'em
My dogs hanging out the window
Yell as wich, fuckin like in power
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 f the pussy, I was tearing down the walls
I'm motherfucking' awe-..some

Son, 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?
Or does she want it low?

This shit a crookedville so you'll never know
So we cool for a minute, my nigga fucked the limit
Got a windows tented for showing gangster in it
And the gas was finished Q

(Hollis)
I got that off-black cadillac, mindnight drive
Got that gas peddal lean back, taking my time
I'm blowin' that roof off, letting in sky
I shine, the city never looked so bright

Got that all-black cadillac, mindinght drive
Got that gas peddal lean taking my time
I'm blowing'that roof off, letting in sky
I shine, the city never looked so bright
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