Cadillac On 22's - David Banner

It's gon' be aight though (ohh)

This one's for you yeah

Cadillacs on 22s

Pimp my voice and mack these beats

Pray to the to the lord for these Mississippi streets

Cadillacs on 22's

I ain't did nothing in my life

But stayed true

Pimp my voice and

Mack these beats and

Pray to the Lord for these

Mississippi streets hey

Cadillacs on 22's

I ain't did nothing in my life

But stayed true

Pimp my voice and

Mack these beats and

Pray to the Lord for these

Mississippi streets hey

God I know that we pimp

God I know that we wrong

God I know why she talk about

Moet all of my songs

I know these kids are listening

I know I'm here for a mission

But it's so hard to get 'em

Wit 22 rims all glisten

I know these balls are talking

Lord I wanna do right

I tried to fight but these demons

They comp at me at night

Like my momma my daddy

My girl and all my boys

I lost Rachelle but I guess

I still got the whining Roy

My couzins sweet

Momma lay that Jason

Lord I'm praying for swacking

My heart is still impatient

Keep 'em off them ***

Far away from thugs

He's still my hero but just

A shell bed or what it was

Yeah smoking get a buzz

But God I hear ya calling

And sh*t wrong wit balling

Balling

And the sex and the dead

And the other jail

God I'm stacking my mail

But will I end up in hell

Cadillacs on 22's

I ain't did nothing in my life

But stayed true

Pimp my voice and

Mack these beats and

Pray to the Lord for these

Mississippi streets hey

Cadillacs on 22's

I ain't did nothing in my life

But stayed true

Pimp my voice and

Mack these beats and

Pray to the Lord for these

Mississippi streets hey

Lord they hum Andre Jones

Lord they hum Reynold Johnson

Lord I wanna fight back

But I'm just so sick of bouncing

Lord I'm sick of jumping

Lord just please tell me something

My folks still dumping my music

Bumping but I feel nothing

My heart is stelly pumping

My heart is stelly breaking

Sometimes I feel like

I'm faking man

I'm so sick of taking

Maybe hell ain't a place

Meant for us to burn

Maybe Earth is telling

Just a place for us to learn

Bout yo love yo will and grace

Sometimes I wish

I wasn't born in the first place

Maybe this first base

God knocked the ball up

Out the park

So we can come home this world

Right here is feeling so dark

Feeling so cold

Lord I'm feeling so old

I dunno if I can take this world

Right here no more

22 inch rims on the 'Lac

I guess that was yo footprint

In the sand carrying us on yo back

Cadillacs on 22's

I ain't did nothing in my life

But stayed true

Pimp my voice and

Mack these beats and

Pray to the Lord for these

Mississippi streets hey

Cadillacs on 22's

I ain't did nothing in my life

But stayed true

Pimp my voice and

Mack these beats and

Pray to the Lord for these

Mississippi streets hey

Cadillacs on 22's

I ain't did nothing in my life

But stayed true

Pimp my voice and

Mack these beats and

Pray to the Lord for these

Mississippi streets hey

Cadillacs on 22's

I ain't did nothing in my life

But stayed true

Pimp my voice and

Mack these beats and

Pray to the Lord for these

Mississippi streets hey