Help Me!!!!

I cant figure out the name of this song or who sings it all i know iz a guy does and the song is like a slow R&B song.. the lyrics go something like this... this is for the girls with the caddilacs and this is for them girls bumpen in the back.. Pleaze sumone help me figure it out...

Is it "Bourbans and 'Llacs" by Master P?

Lyrics:

[Mo B. ****]
This is for the Burbans and the Cadillac's
With the tens and twelves bumpin in the back
This is for the players, hustlas, pimps and macks
With the Benz makin ends I mean them paper stacks
This is for the Burbans and the Cadillac's
With the tens and twelves bumpin in the back
This is for the players smokin doolamac
Slappin skins, makin dividends and riding strapped

[Master P]
(Uhhhhhh) wood grain with the leather seats
Windows so dark you need a flashlight to see me
Smokin on that doshia, four *****s in the back screaming No Limit soldiers!
True to the gizzame, stopped in the projects, sold a half an ounce of cocaine
Hit interstate ten, to Texas
Listening to DJ Screw just raised the Lexus
Called up Pimp C, did a song last week with my ***** Bun B
Twistin on some green spinach
And *****s still trippin, I aint dead, I'm still in it

[Mo B. ****]
This is for the Burbans and the Cadillac's
With the tens and twelves bumpin in the back
This is for the players, hustlas, pimps and macks
With the Benz makin ends and them paper stacks

[Silkk The Shocker]
See pockets full of dollars already stacked strong gangsta leaning sideways
Today aint Friday, ten it is and today is my day
Take it from mister high spoke rider
Cadillac Suburban driver, ***** diver
Push the glock inside when I'm riding
Flossing down the block, holla at my boys up in the third
Got the latest word, swerve to the side of the curb
A fiend that wanted me to serve him, I said ***** cant tell I'm off?
But I still gave him five dollars to wipe my white walls
And then I burst up out the block, dropped the top cause it was hot
Hit the spot with the most hoes at the sideshow, abouts to plot
Hittin donuts, you know I'm macking, a straight up *****
Catch me spinnin, you can tell I was there cause I clocked smoke when I was
finished
I seen five-O, and man he tried to sweat me
Thinkin he'd be nice and all cause I gotta 185 in the hood and you know they
can't catch me
And if you see me chilling you can stop me
But i keep that glock, 40 up on the dashboard you never know who might not be
This is for the playas

[Mo B. ****]
Playa, play on
I can't hate you homie
Playa, play on
I can't hate you homie

[Lil' Gotti Gambino]
Burbans and Lacs, mansions and *****es, money and weed
A made life is all I dream, paper chasing for that green
I'm thugging on the scene, *****
Whatcha dont believe, well check the credents, they'll tell ya
A *****s living presidential, I'm on the level that you bustas will never feel
My daughter thought I'd get caught up in the game and get killed
But reverse that **** and hit the studio and make a mill
For real, I'm slanging platinum **** until I'm old and ill
Lil' Gotti, I'm gonna make you feel what I say, I got time to parlay
Chill off in the bay, smoke some hay, I wouldn't have that **** no other way
The made life, the game tight, No Limit for life

[Mo B. ****]
This is for the Burbans and the Cadillac's
With the tens and twelves bumpin in the back
This is for the players smokin doolamac
With the Benz makin ends I mean them paper stacks
This is for the Burbans and the Cadillac's
With the tens and twelves bumpin in the back
This is for the players smokin doolamac
With the Benz makin ends I mean them paper stacks
Playa play on
I can't hate you homie

Thank you sooo much...lol that was it!!!

You're very welcome. I'm sitting here laughing (in a good way) because that music is so far out of my very rural setting. Glad to have helped!

Well why is that... i mean u dont listen to that kind of music??