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Pink Sweat$ - Cadillac Drive (feat. Price) [Official Music Video]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Price
Price
Vocals
Pink Sweat$
Pink Sweat$
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Bowden
David Bowden
Songwriter
Emile Dernst II
Emile Dernst II
Songwriter
Larry Jacks, Jr.
Larry Jacks, Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rob Cohen
Rob Cohen
Engineer
Benoni Tagoe
Benoni Tagoe
Executive Producer
Issa Rae
Issa Rae
Executive Producer
Colin Sing
Colin Sing
Mastering Engineer
John Kercy
John Kercy
Mixing Engineer
D-Mile
D-Mile
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Let's kick back, catch a vibe
Let me unwind your mind
Just pretend that tonight is the rest of our life
Momentary but cool
Feel the vibe between you
Let's make love just us two
Oh, oh, yeah
[Chorus]
Cadillac drivin', no chauffeur
Runnin' my hands all on your curves
Without your gasoline I'd die
Ridin' through this paradise
[PostChorus]
Ah, ah
[Verse 2]
When you touch me, girl, I come alive (Come alive)
Just say it's mine, I already know it's mine
Grown shit, I wanna feel your thighs
Rock with me, rock with me, rock with me, yeah
Slow and steady, wanna visualize
All these moments, want 'em for the rest of my life
Moments add up to time, feel you climb, oh, my
[Chorus]
Cadillac drivin', no chauffeur
Runnin' my hands all on your curves
Without your gasoline I'd die
Ridin' through this paradise
[PostChorus]
Ah, ah
[Verse 3]
Price, yeah, no chauffeur
I want your heart but gotta find my soul first (Find my soul first)
I know all your hurt, I know all your pain, I know all your dirt (I know all your dirt)
Ayy, Chanel shopping spree, Gucci, Louis V, I gotta offer more (Offer some more)
Salmon overseas, bankin' in the streets, you've seen it all before (You've seen it all before)
I gotta enhance the mood (Mood)
Switch up the lanes, we mob (Mob)
Layin' in bed with you (You)
That's when I became a God (God)
We was up banging Nas (Nas)
Talking 'bout Africa trips
That misguided past that we have to forget (Oh, yeah, yuh)
We hop in the whip and now we're just—
[Chorus]
Cadillac drivin', no chauffeur
Runnin' my hands all on your curves
Without your gasoline I'd die
Ridin' through this paradise
[PostChorus]
Ah, ah
Written by: David Bowden, Emile Dernst II, Larry Jacks, Jr.
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