Cream
(专辑: Dedication 5 - 2013)
Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M get the
money Dollar, dollar bill y'all I've been having these nightmares of losing time, with no reward Momma would call the
Lord, before she call the
law Then I
went and found time in a
Audemars Time is money, so I
spent it all trying to order more They say beef is a
poor man's sport Behind the
money, get that rhyme report, fuck it Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M get the
money Dollar, dollar bill y'all Uh, I
don't cut the
work, droptop on 20's Soon as I
learned how to talk I
talked business Nigga's ain't safe, all 9
innings And to you it's just change, I
want every JC Penney And I
walk up in your funeral late, suit rented Lift a
mini skirt, get behind her like Benny Going at your neck, get the
rope, tie a
noose This a
gut check, now who do I
write it to? I'm dirty like ENT, shout out to Murphy Lee Gotta cut up the
credit cards, plastic surgery I'm a
God, mercy me, I'm higher than Mercury Smoking on that strong, full of that Hercules Bartender, hurry up, hurry up with my drink Niggas pullin capers like they come with a
string I'm standing over the
stove with my gun in the
sink Cause I
don't know what niggas thinkin, but I
know how they think Uh, catch a
skateboard to the
jaw I'm in that pussy, she in awe And this here is my homeboy, Quick Draw McGraw I'm even on both sides of the
seesaw You can get your head cut off with a
saw, yeehaw Kill you and your right-hand man, southpaw Money over bitches, and above the
law Money over bitches, and above the
law, money Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M get the
money Dollar, dollar bill y'all Uh, pocket full of money, with a
posse full of hitters Black and white Porsches, like a
Nazi with a
nigga Money make the
world, 360 We throw them dollars up, them bitches better be Frisbees Pounds in the
freezer, 50 rounds in the
sweeper Counter full of coke, naked bitch bagging up And if the
bitch stealing, I
know where her Mama live I
love this shit so much, I
got on a
tux Man, it's been a
minute since I
seen my nigga Bubba Some niggas fade away, some niggas hit the
jumper Kidnap your niece, don't cry, call your uncle We don't wanna hurt ya, baby, we just want your uncle 25 lighters on the
dresser, yessir I
ain't hearing that bullshit, I'm deafer than Leppard Somewhere out wherever, they find your body severed You know they finding niggas guilty like they finding treasure But get your money on occasions, I
get too wasted It's an occasion I
heard a
nurse say, "Thank you for being so patient" I
know my nigga's got me, we good forever Get the
cheese nigga, please, avoid the
shredder Turning good to better, gotta pull it together I
wish that blood on the
floor, was rose petals Real gangstas die of old age And old money, get paid, my nigga, Tunechi Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M get the
money Dollar, dollar bill y'all