Luyện nghe bài hát Paris Morton Music

"Good God Almighty, like in the old days
You know, ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play
How to it and you know whether it's disco and rock
But um, we just went in the and we did it
We had champagne in the studio, of course, you
Compliments of the company, and we laid back and did it
So we hope you enjoy listening to this album as much
As we enjoyed playing it for you, we had a ball
real music is gonna last
All the other bullshit is today and gone tomorrow"

Cash everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, bill y'all

hours of Il Mulino
Or Sotto Sotto, just talkin' about and vino
The like '91 Dan Marino
I this got Michael Rapino boostin' my ego
Overly focused, it's far from the to rest now
Debates 'bout who they think is the best now
a while, got the jokers out of the deck now
I'm holdin' all the cards and niggas wanna chess now
I you talkin', say it twice so I know you meant it
Fuck it, I don't even tint it, should know who's in it
I'm authentic, real name, no
No game, no scrimmage, I ain't with you niggas at all
My classmates, they went on to be accountants
Or work with their parents, but thinkin' back on how treated me
My high school reunion be worth an appearance
everybody have to go through security clearance
Tables turn, burn, you live and learn
With the ink, I murder word to my nigga Irv
Yeah, I swear shit just clickin' dog
You it's real when you are who you think you are

Cash everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill
Cash everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill

Uh, I had 'fore you had braces
The all black but I'm not a racist
Inside's whiter than Perry's face is
Yellow diamonds in my
I just might to speak Mandarin
for the yen that I'm handlin'
International Hov, that's my
My saint's Sean Don, light a
El Gran Santo on the
'Case didn't know, I speak Spanish too
to Worldwide Wes
Everywhere we go we leave a mess
Yes, still Roc La
a lot about you if you not feelin' us
The homie "Hov, there ain't many of us"
I told him less is more, nigga plenty of us

Cash rules everything me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla y'all

Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake,
500 million, I got a cake
Niggas is frontin', that's cake
Get 'em a red nose, they clown
They shoulda let you 'round cake
at my neck, I got a carrot cake
Now here's the on the cake
Cake, cake-cake,
Uh I'm just gettin' started, oh yeah we got it
I've done made millionaires than the lotto did
Dame made millions, Bigg millions
Ye made millions, Just millions
Lyor made millions, Cam made
Beans tell you if he in his feelings
I'm in my bag
My eyes but my jet don't lag
A pair of Jordan 3's tryna chase this
Gucci air bag just in we crash
Uh, last was mad trill
I'm fresh out of Advil, grab the wheel

Yeah uh, look, fuck all that happy to be here that y'all want me on
I'm the big homie, they still be lil' bro me dog
Like I should fall in line, like I should alert
When I'm 'bout to drop crazy and I say I'm the greatest of my generation
Like I should be dressin'
Like I should be aggressive and pessimistic
Like I be way more nervous and less dismissive
I should be on my best behavior
And not talk my shit and do it major the niggas who paved the way for us
Like I didn't study the game to the
And that I'm not doin' it the same, man, I'm doin' it better
I didn't make that clearer this year
Like I should feel, I don't know, guilty for that
They should put a couple more mirrors in so I can stare at myself
These are usually just some thoughts that I would share myself
But I "Fuck it"
It's worth it to share 'em someone else more than Paris for once
I text her from to time, she a mom now
I guess sometimes life forces us to down
I told her she could live with me if she to
I got a compound but I think straight
Cause she supported since Hot Beats right before came
And got me out of the where I was rapping with Jas over beats I shouldn't have in the hopes for the glory
He right past in the hallway 3 months later I'm his artist
He probably remember that story
But shit stick with me
Always couldn't believe when he me
You never know, it happen to you
And I just four Ferraris all on a brand new Bugatti
And did shit cause it's something to do, yeah
I its just who I became dog
Nothing was the dog