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Suicidal Thoughts In The Back Of The Cadillac

 

Suicidal Thoughts In The Back Of The Cadillac

(album: South Side Slugs - 2015)


How could you tell me in not the one
Fuck that bust back put the bible down
Devil in my soul
Mind running around
Might blast on yo' ass
Get down when I say so
Go around the corner pick me up when I'm done
3 blocks I'm a run open the door and I ride
Say bye to your guy
Hands rise to the sky
If you feel me

You think rolling with a piece
Gon get you your peace back
You fucking these hoes but they fucking you back
Every time you turn your back
Suicidal thoughts in the back of the Cadillac
Suicidal thoughts in the back of the Cadillac
You think rolling with a piece
Gon get you your peace back
You fucking these hoes but they fucking you back
Every time you turn your back
Suicidal thoughts in the back of the Cadillac
Suicidal thoughts in the back of the Cadillac

I'm wired with desire
Throw the water in the fire
Engulfed with hoes, clothes, money, foes
But it all goes, eventually
I'll pack a nine and a simile
For the fake smiles and my eyes
Yeah they took my eye
So I took they eye
Now we all blind to the truth
Clap on yo wack ass
And its back to the booth

You think rolling with a piece
Gon get you your peace back
You fucking these hoes but they fucking you back
Every time you turn your back
Suicidal thoughts in the back of the Cadillac
Suicidal thoughts in the back of the Cadillac
You think rolling with a piece
Gon get you your peace back
You fucking these hoes but they fucking you back
Every time you turn your back
Suicidal thoughts in the back of the Cadillac
Suicidal thoughts in the back of the Cadillac

Don't be a bitch I want to watch you do it
Don't stop cock it back, and pop the bullet
Glock big enough to blow off the mullet
Joe dirt when it hits your brain
It won't hurt no mo
Just know when I go
Play Chop Suey at my funeral
Don't cry just vibe with my dead body
This is what I wanted
Hope I don't regret it
This is what you wanted lil bitch

You think rolling with a piece
Gon get you your peace back
You fucking these hoes but they fucking you back
Every time you turn your back
Suicidal thoughts in the back of the Cadillac
Suicidal thoughts in the back of the Cadillac
You think rolling with a piece
Gon get you your peace back
You fucking these hoes but they fucking you back
Every time you turn your back
Suicidal thoughts in the back of the Cadillac
Suicidal thoughts in the back of the Cadillac

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