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Pound Cake / Paris Morton Music 2

アーティスト:Drake  アルバム:Nothing Was the Same  作曲:A. Graham, S. Carter, A. Palman, M. Samuels, N. Fisher, M. Burnett, J. Evans, A. Proctor, D. Coles, R. Diggs, G. Grice, L. Hawkins, Hayes, J. Hunter, R. Jones, Porter, C. Smith & C. Woods 

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Good God Almighty—like back in the old days... You know, years ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play, how to play it and you know whether it's disco and rock but we just went in the studio and we did it. We had the champagne in the studio, of course—compliments of the company— and we just laid back and did it. So we hope you enjoy listening to this album half as much as we enjoyed playing it for you. Because we had a ball. Only real music is gonna last— all the other bullshit is here today and gone tomorrow... Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M.; get the, get the, get the, get the Get the, get the, get the, get the money, dollar, dollar D-d-d-d-dollar, dollar, dollar-dollar bill y'all (y'all, y'all) Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M.; get the, get the, get the, get the Get the, get the, get the, get the money, dollar, dollar D-d-d-d-dollar, dollar, dollar-dollar bill y'all (y'all, y'all) Yeah, after hours at Il Mulino Or Sotto Sotto, just talkin' women and vino The contract like '91 Dan Marino I swear this guy Michael Rapino's boosting my ego Overly focused, it's far from the time to rest now Debates growin' 'bout who they think is the best now Took a while, got the jokers out of the deck now I'm holdin' all the cards and niggas wanna play chess now I hear you talking, say it twice so I know you meant it Fuck it, I don't even tint it, they should know who's in it I'm authentic, real name, no gimmicks No game, no scrimmage, I ain't playin' with you niggas at all My classmates, they went on to be chartered accountants Or work with their parents But thinkin' back on how they treated me My high school reunion might be worth an appearance Make everybody have to go through security clearance Tables turn, bridges burn, you live and learn With the ink I could murder, word to my nigga Irv Yeah, I swear shit just started clickin' dog You know it's real when you are who you think you are Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M.; get the, get the, get the, get the Get the, get the, get the, get the money, dollar, dollar D-d-d-d-dollar, dollar, dollar-dollar bill y'all (y'all, y'all) Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M.; get the, get the, get the, get the Get the, get the, get the, get the money, dollar, dollar D-d-d-d-dollar, dollar, dollar-dollar bill y'all (y'all, y'all) Uh, I had Benzes 'fore you had braces The all-black Maybach but I'm not a racist Inside's whiter than Katy Perry's face is Yellow diamonds in my Jesús I just might learn to speak Mandarin Japanese for the yen that I'm handlin' International Hov', that's my handle My saint's Changó, light a candle El Gran Santo on the mantle Case y'all didn't know, I speak Spanish too, uh Shout out to World Wide Wes Everywhere we go, we leave a worldwide mess Yes, still Roc La Familia Says a lot about you if you not feeling us The homie said "Hov', it ain't many of us" I told 'em "Less is more, nigga, is plenty of us" Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M.; get the, get the, get the, get the


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