Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pound Cake / Paris Morton Music 2 , by - Drake. Release date: 31.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Pound Cake / Paris Morton Music 2 |
| Cash rules everything around me |
| C.R.E.A.M. |
| get the money |
| Dollar dollar bill y’all |
| 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 boostin' 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 talkin', 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 money |
| Dollar dollar bill y’all |
| 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 |
| Shout out to Worldwide Wes |
| Everywhere we go we leave a worldwide mess |
| Yes, still Roc La Familia |
| Says a lot about you if you not feelin' us |
| The homie said, «Hov, it ain’t many of us.» |
| I told him, «Less is more, niggas. |
| It’s plenty of us.» |
| Cash rules everything around me |
| C.R.E.A.M. |
| get the money |
| Dollar dollar bill y’all |
| Cake, cake cake cake cake cake |
| 500 million, I got a pound cake |
| Niggas is frontin', that’s upside-down cake |
| Get 'em a red nose, they clown cakes |
| They shoulda never let you 'round cake |
| Look at my neck, I got a carrot cake |
| Now here’s the icing on the cake |
| Cake, cake cake cake cake |
| I’m just gettin' started, oh yeah we got it bitch |
| I’ve done made more millionaires than the lotto did |
| Dame made millions, Biggs made millions |
| Ye made millions, Just made millions |
| Lyor made millions, Cam made millions |
| Beans’a tell you if he wasn’t in his feelings |
| I’m back in my bag |
| My eyes bloodshot but my jet don’t lag |
| A pair of Jordan 3's tryna chase this cash |
| Gucci air bag just in case we crash |
| Uh, last night was mad trill |
| I’m fresh out of Advil, Jesus, grab the wheel |
| Look, fuck all that «Happy to be"here shit that y’all want me on |
| I’m the big homie, they still be tryna little bro me dog |
| Like I should fall in line, like I should alert niggas |
| When I’m 'bout to drop somethin' crazy and not say I’m the greatest of my |
| generation |
| Like I should be dressin' different |
| Like I should be less aggressive and pessimistic |
| Like I should be way more nervous and less dismissive |
| Like I should be on my best behavior |
| And not talk my shit and do it major like the niggas who paved a way for us |
| Like I didn’t study the game to the letter |
| And understand that I’m not doin' it the same, man, I’m doin' it better |
| Like I didn’t make that clearer this year |
| Like I should feel-I don’t know-guilty for saying that |
| They should put a couple more mirrors in here so I can stare at myself |
| These are usually just some thoughts that I would share with myself |
| But I thought, «Fuck."It's worth it to share it with someone else other than |
| Paris for once |
| I text her from time to time. |
| She a mom now |
| I guess sometimes life forces us to calm down |
| I told her that she could live with me if she needs to. |
| I got a compound but I think she straight |
| 'Cause she supported since Hot Beats |
| Right before Wayne came and got me out of the back room |
| Where I was rapping with Jas over beats |
| That I shouldn’t have in the hopes for the glory |
| He walked right past in the hallway three months later I’m his artist he |
| probably wouldn’t remember that story |
| But that shit stick with me always couldn’t believe when he called me you never |
| know it could happen to you |
| And I just spent four Ferraris all on a brand new Bugatti and did that shit |
| 'cause it’s something to do |
| Yeah, I guess that’s just who I became, dog, nothing was the same, dog |