Cadillac

Jump in the Cadillac. (Girl, let's put some miles on it.) Anything you want. (Just to put a smile on it.) You deserve it, baby, you deserve it all, And I'm gonna give it to you. Gold jewelry shining so bright, Strawberry champagne on ice, Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like. Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like.

-Tommyinnit

Explanation

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Listen up, buttercup. Tommyinnit wrote some song lyrics! Basically, he wants you to know he has a car and he's not afraid to use it. He likes to buy girls stuff and he is feeling generous. Since you are reading this explanation, I'm guessing you don't even have a driver's license.

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