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Baby Tate - Rainbow Cadillac [Official Music Video]
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Baby Tate
Baby Tate
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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Tate Farris
Tate Farris
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Angela Hunte
Angela Hunte
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James Scheffer
James Scheffer
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Krystal Oliver
Krystal Oliver
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Frank Romano
Frank Romano
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Calvin Puckett
Calvin Puckett
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Nima Jahanbin
Nima Jahanbin
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Paimon Jahanbin
Paimon Jahanbin
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Chrystel Bagrou
Chrystel Bagrou
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Jackson Paul LoMastro
Jackson Paul LoMastro
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Michael Washington
Michael Washington
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MikeWavvs
MikeWavvs
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Wallis Lane
Wallis Lane
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Jackson Paul LoMastro
Jackson Paul LoMastro
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Yeah (Yeah, yuh, yuh, yuh) Yeah (Yeah, yuh, yuh, yuh) Yeah (Yeah, yuh, yuh, yuh) Okay, oh Oh damn, I just outdid bitches again If they wasn't hatin' so hard we probably could've been friends Ain't no competition 'cause they don't got the logic to win Niggas politicking so hard you'd think they sponsored by them See, I ain't never been the type to be a ass kisser Fuck a nigga and the bitch that came wit 'em My pockets bigger, you dropped the ball, December My fee went up, you can get the middle finger Big ol' facts, no crunch, no cap Take that wack bitch off the map Blow a stack and get it back Timеs ten, that's simple math Oh, my bad, you hoes can't add Y'all too slow, I'm movin' fast Eat my dust, I do thе dash And you know just where we at We in the car We ride slow We doin' things that the girls don't do The boys stare We smile back All my girls in them rainbow Cadillacs, yeah I think lil' shawty hating on the lizzow Truth hurts, you mad 'cause I'm a baby and you is old I'm a threat, I body all these bitches with a demo I get checks that's thick and super juicy, call 'em Lizzo Big fine woman, back that shit up If it wasn't for corona, I'd pack this club Smell that loud in my aroma, got that spliff stuffed Super pretty and that P spectacular Big ol' facts, no crunch, no cap Take that wack bitch off the map Blow a stack and get it back Times ten, that's simple math Oh, my bad, you hoes can't add Y'all too slow, I'm movin' fast Eat my dust, I do the dash And you know just where we at We in the car We ride slow We doin' things that the girls don't do The boys stare We smile back All my girls in them rainbow Cadillacs, yeah Pulled up in the rainbow Cadillac Said he wanna taste the rainbow But he can't handle that Pulled up in the rainbow Cadillac Said he wanna taste the rainbow But he can't handle that Skittles That booty big, can you make it jiggle? You bitches dumb, you make me giggle Look, I don't, I don't think you bitches get it, okay? You can't outdo the doer, okay? You can't outshine the shiner, baby What does that even mean?
Writer(s): Paimon Jahanbin, Tate Sequoya Farris, Nima Jahanbin, Jack Lomastro, Michael Washington Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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