Candlewax & Cadillacs

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[Verse 1: Jaywop] When I slide in she grip my skin I guess I know how she feel Hot as hell, windows foggy, keep it down, people near Slow your roll, froze when I backstroke Look at all your tats as your back poke Shit is really real when [?] Push your driver's seat to the steerin' wheel, whoa Eyes open, mind closed, keep it goin', fast, slow Cadillac, sittin' low, tinted windows, they don't know Won't you show me somethin' different? I know you got it, baby I'ma start up this ignition and we gon' ride, baby [Interlude] You are tuned in to Candlewax & Cadillacs Where the sway sheets are always laid the smoothest, darlin' Brought to you by JV and us Crxssroad boys Somethin' to groove to [Verse 2: Chris Patrick] (Whoa) When I saw that [?] Throw that thing for a ***** likе a pitcher, I'm tryna score Brought they shit, wе outside the store Drop step in the boss like a marble ore She like, "Have you done this before?" Baby, I'm a [?] connoisseur The way I'm finna hit leave you kinda sore Tryna run in deep like [?] Calm composure while I stroke you I see that surge in your eyes Ain't even worried 'bout gettin' us caught And you mostly concerned with the ride Watch her reverse it while she surf it when I put it in drive Fuck you 'til you burst all on my seats I'm glad you made it through, spark up the 'jay with you Ask me to stay with you, I'ma decline I got someplace to move, money to make You knew I had some things to do, you gotta slide [Outro: Both] Whoa, new paint, sit low, this shit ride Dark tint, window, get inside New paint, sit low, this shit ride Dark tint, window, get inside New paint, sit low, this shit ride Dark tint, window, get inside New paint, sit low, this shit ride Dark tint, window, we outside