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Pound Cake (Freestyle)

Seriious

11.11.2013

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[Intro: Jimmy Smith] 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... [Verse : Seriious] Wake up in the morning like damn! Thank God I'm the motherfuckin' man Shit I've been through the average nigga wouldn't understand You'se a fan, not involved in this billion dollar plan nigga Only the brodies we like to clown nigga Dressed in all black hoodie, packed in a van Lookin' for these fake niggas that's trynna fuck up the bread Hit their block for their (dollar-dollar bills yall) Look, all about my dolla, holla at my [?] My bitch hot as the devil but she don't fuck with Prada Couple gold rings, couple gold chains And the bitch you stressin' over that's my old thang Coupe all blue, call it the cold flame Come through surrunded by bitches feel like [?] Fuck rappin' bout money I'm trynna see it My brothers made it so I'm just trynna repeat it I don't want her I just call her want I need it Cause a bitch gon't be a bitch, it just [?] how you treat it Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake Inland Empire nigga that's not a safe place Fast life you better move at a safe [?] Or fuck around and get knocked off track Hatin' on the next nigga trynna pop off that Until that nigga come through and take your top off Champagne cause everynight is like a celebration You callin' workin' to hard, I call it dedication Yeah I'm dedicated, sick [?] so I stay medicaded Nigga I mean hella faded Takin' shots fot the ones locked down Screaming free all of my niggas with the [?] top down Yeah, I'm like "Who hot now?" Bloody rag on my head I feel like 2Pac aah (Cash rules everything around me) West! [Outro] Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all
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