Luyện nghe bài hát Paris Morton Music II

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

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

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

rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla y'all
Cash rules 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 learn to Mandarin
Japanese for the yen that I'm
Hov, that's my handle
My saint's Sean Don, light a
El Gran Santo on the
'Case y'all didn't know, I Spanish too
Shoutout to Wes
Everywhere we go we a worldwide mess
Yes, still Roc La
a lot about you if you not feelin' us
The homie said "Hov, there many of us"
I him less is more, nigga it's plenty of us

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

Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake,
500 million, I got a pound
Niggas is frontin', that's cake
Get 'em a red nose, they cakes
They shoulda never let you 'round
Look at my neck, I got a cake
Now the icing on the cake
Cake, cake-cake,
Uh I'm just started, oh yeah we got it bitch
I've done made more millionaires than the did
Dame made millions, made millions
Ye made millions, Just made
made millions, Cam made millions
Beans you if he wasn't in his feelings
I'm in my bag
My eyes but my jet don't lag
A pair of Jordan 3's tryna chase cash
Gucci air bag just in case we
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, still be tryna lil' bro me dog
Like I should in line, like I should alert niggas
When I'm 'bout to somethin' crazy and I say I'm the greatest of my generation
I should be dressin' different
Like I should be less aggressive and
Like I should be way more nervous and less
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 understand I'm not doin' it the same, man, I'm doin' it better
Like I didn't make that clearer this
Like I feel, I don't know, guilty for saying that
They should put a couple more mirrors in so I can stare at myself
These are usually just some thoughts that I share with myself
But I "Fuck it"
It's worth it to share 'em with else more than Paris for once
I text her from to time, she a mom now
I sometimes life forces us to calm down
I told her she could live with me if she to
I got a compound but I think she's
Cause she supported since Hot Beats right before came
And got me out of the backroom where I was with Jas over beats I shouldn't have in the hopes for the glory
He walked right past in the hallway 3 later I'm his artist
He probably wouldn't remember story
But shit stick with me
Always couldn't when he called me
You know, it could happen to you
And I just spent four Ferraris all on a new Bugatti
And did that shit cause it's something to do,
I guess its who I became dog
Nothing was the dog