Luyện nghe bài hát Cream

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I'm about cream, I'ma, 'bout cream (about that)
I'm cream, I'ma, I'ma 'bout cream
About that and about that cream (hey, hey, hey)
I'm about cream, I'ma, I'ma 'bout

I'm cream, homie I'm about cash
I'm Dollar signs, where that brown bag?
I'm a big boi, 3 stacks,
For bread I be in your house like
I go deaf ears if it aint about no
mind state this my Panamera flow
Offshore Royal oak, I got in 'em
Gucci jean suit, a couple thousand in 'em
Came up hard, handle food in the
Now these haters can't breath need a
beep me every time they see me
DP on my way to DC
Ask niggas out in Florida know me well
bitches say I'm crazy out in ACL
F-ck the baby I'm about mine
Champagne in the air, it's time

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Just left my PO and everything
Bitch I'm getting money like the end getting
Money on my mind, on my radar
Bitch I'm getting paid, I'm on my Bernie
Money talks, walks, cut the legs off
Aim at your egg, turn that to eggnog
And if I fall, my is my cushion
can't see me like they not looking
To the red flag, a of allegiance
Y'all bitches don't beef like vegans
I have a care and if I do I take care of it
Haters dead waiting I ain't with that bearer shit
played lotto, I don't believe in luck
They tried to send me sugar, sweet enough
Maino whats poppin? Hustle hard
This money train, all aboard nigga

I'm cream, homie I'm about bread
I'm about bad bitches about head
I'm about to ride by hanging out the
We money like we never heard of the feds
The black Bentley Coupe like the Batmobile
I feel 8 feet tall man I'm O'neil
I'm about guap baby, I'm about
Push the button in the doors to about
Whats poppin mami, I be money now
I'm Brooklyn but they love me out in Houston now
Say "hi" to life, bye to my days
I'm about a dollar, all day