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A song about rollin' in my old Cadillac drop top on a Sunday afternoon... Headin' to park to meet up with my boys for a cook out.
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Originally from Birmingham, Alabama.... Bounced around alot, learning life lessons all along the way. Music is LOVE. Spread the love, change the world!!!
Bobby is a singer/songwriter who hails from Birmingham, Alabama. Now residing in Las Vegas, NV. Musical influences range from Merle Haggard, to Melissa Etheridge, to Motley Crue. Aside from strumming basic campfire chords on a guitar, he never developed the skill of becoming a guitar player. In fact, he doesnt play any instrument. Instead, he focused his artistic ability on crafting lyrical compositions, that pull you in like a hug from grandma. His earliest recordings were homemade, simple, rough cut, with raw vocals where Bobby adapted his lyrics to accompany existing instrumental tracks, and recorded at home with very basic gear. In his latest recordings and music videos, Bobby uses music production software, pre-made instrumental tracks and/or varying degrees of AI generated background music and video content to bring his songs to life. We hope you enjoy listening.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Bass Rap
Charts
#950 in subgenre Peak #8
Charts
Peak #478
Author
Rob Solo
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Rob Solo
Uploaded
August 11, 2010
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MP3 4.3 MB • 128 kbps • 4:42
Story behind the song
A song about rollin' in my old Cadillac drop top on a Sunday afternoon... Headin' to park to meet up with my boys for a cook out.
Lyrics
CREEPIN' DOWN THE BLOCK MY SWAGGER DON'T STOP THE TOP IS DOWN, AND THE LADIES ALL FLOCK THEY KNOW A GOOD THING THEY RECOGNIZE MY BLING MY THREADS ARE DOPE, AND THE CADDY IS CLEAN I ROLL THROUGH PINE HILLS THEY CHECK OUT MY WHEELS I HEAR THE GIRLS SAY, "WHITE BOY IS ILL" I'M THE KING OF DESIRE MY RHYME'S ON FIRE ROLL THE WINDOWS DOWN, TURN THE VOLUME UP HIGHER GOT MILLIONS OF FANS I'M LIKE THE CANDY MAN I MELT IN YOUR MOUTH BABY, NOT IN YOUR HAND I'M CADILLAC PIMPIN' THE HATERS ARE TRIPPIN' I'M HEADIN' TO THE PARK, WHERE THE BURGERS ARE FLIPPIN' WON'T EVER TRY TO BE ANYTHING BUT ME I GOT MORE STYLE THAN COLOR TV WHITE SKIN, DARK SOUL THAT'S HOW I ROLL BUT THE MUSIC IN ME IS OUTTA CONTROL (HOOK) CREEPIN DOWN THE BLOCK, CREEPIN DOWN THE BLOCK CREEPIN DOWN THE BLOCK IN THE CADDY DROP TOP CREEPIN DOWN THE BLOCK, CREEPIN DOWN THE BLOCK CREEPIN DOWN THE BLOCK AND THE PARTY DON'T STOP CREEPIN DOWN THE BLOCK, CREEPIN DOWN THE BLOCK CREEPIN DOWN THE BLOCK MY SUSPENSION DROPPED CREEPIN DOWN THE BLOCK, CREEPIN DOWN THE BLOCK CREEPIN DOWN THE BLOCK AND I'M HEADIN TO THE SPOT CREEPIN DOWN THE BLOCK, CREEPIN DOWN THE BLOCK CREEPIN DOWN THE BLOCK AND THE COOLER IS STOCKED FELLAS STEP ASIDE DON'T SCRATCH MY RIDE IT AIN'T MY FAULT IF YOUR GIRL'S INSIDE IF YOU HAD GAME SHE WOULDN'T KNOW MY NAME ROB SOLO'S ON THE BLOCK, I AIN'T GOT NO SHAME MY HAND OUT DA SIDE I ROLL WIT PRIDE COPS PULL ME OVER JUST TO PEEP MY RIDE BUT THEY MY BOYS THEY LIKE MY TOYS THEY DON'T GIVE A DAMN IF I'M MAKIN NOISE TYPICAL SUNDAY NUTTIN' BUT FUN DAY I CRUISE BY THE PARK TO LET MY SON PLAY WE ALL ON LOOK OUT HEADIN FOR DA COOK OUT WE ALL WANNA KNOW HOW MANY PEEPS GONNA TURN OUT THE PARK IS PACKED OUR WHIPS ARE STACKED HAD TO PARK MY CADDY IN THE BACK BURGERS ON THE GRILL THE DRINKS ARE CHILL ALL THE KIDS ARE PLAYIN KING OF THE HILL (HOOK) WE AIN'T ALL KIN JUST A BUNCH OF FRIENDS SHOWIN OFF OUR RIDES AND TALKIN sh** THERE'S A CHEVY '64 DROPPED TO THE FLOOR CHROME 22'S AND LAMBO DOORS "B" PULLS UP IN HIS CHEVY TRUCK 1960 WITH THE VELVET TUCK IT'S LIKE STRESS RELIEF THAT'S MY BELIEF CHILLIN WIT YOUR HOMIES AIN'T GOT NO GRIEF PEOPLE WALKIN BY CHECK OUT OUR RIDES IT'S LIKE A CAR SHOW ON THE FLY LOOK UNDER THAT HOOD THAT BED REAL WOOD THAT PAINT IS TIGHT, HOMEY DID REAL GOOD POSSE STARTS TO THIN OUT PEOPLE GOT TO HEAD OUT GRAB MY COOLER, PUT THE BBQ GRILL OUT AS THE SUN GOES DOWN WE START TO FROWN BUT COME NEXT SUNDAY, WE'LL BE BACK AROUND
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