In My Cadillac E.S.G. (TX) (Ft. Bun B, Ms. Marylin & Slim Thug)

[Intro: E.S.G.]
(in my Cadillac), just rolling
(in my Cadillac), looking good
(in my Cadillac), shined up smelling clean
(in my Cadillac), smelling good check it

[Verse 1: Bun B]
L Dog Verritz, Sevilles Coupe Devilles
Escalades and Latays, damn dude is real
No matter where you from, or how you feel
You ain't showing classic grills
Fool you ain't riding real now here's the deal
Got the sun rooftop, with the diamond in the back
And I'm sitting in the squad, just reclining in the Lac
My doja pine is in the sack, that we blow
Now tell me that you ain't dizzy, trying to follow the chrome
The trail free 22 inches, two pairs of shoes one on the trunk
Popping and swang crank up your bang, let's get it crunk
Show your screens if you got em, po' ya lean if you sipping
Blow a swisha if ya smoking, fool we ain't even tripping
There's only three rules, when you sit in my car
One no ash on my flo', two don't steal your bar
Three don't touch my radio, cause I'm banging my Screw
And everyday pulled Arthur P-A, this is how we do rolling

[Chorus: Ms. Marylin]
In my Cadillac, see me rolling
In my Cadillac, sipping smoking
In my Cadillac, boppers watching
In my Cadillac, rims nonstopping trunk keep knocking