| Phil made millions, James made millions
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| Coon went drop top Rarri, no ceiling
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| I’m just chilling, Omelly even spilling
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| Like Ace of Spade and Club liv, we in the building
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| Pretty hoes to many flows the way I kill em Give my cousin… my Bentley the way I’m feeling
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| Fuck this money and fuck these hoes
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| Same gear for a week, I’m like fuck these clothes
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| Pmon had bricks ‘fore you had braces
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| My whips all black, I guess I’m acting racist
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| My bitch all bad, she half black and asian
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| Scream «sak pase» I guess I’m acting Haitian
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| Out in M. I. A with some real zoes
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| And no lame bitches around us they all real hoes
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| These niggas rap good but they weirdos
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| And if they ever disrespect me then it’s air holes
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| They say do for self, that’s a word to the third
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| But if my nigga can’t rap I’ll buy him a bird
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| All real estate, fuck it, I’m buying the curb
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| I buy a crib every week from the hood to the burbs
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| Making investments with this money I’m blessed with
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| Nigga tryna snatch my chain, that’s a death wish
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| Riding through my city…
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| You ain’t never seen a nigga this rich and reckless
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| You niggas paying hoes just to stick around
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| Zimmer down, Mulsanne how I get around
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| 50 rounds through the town how I… around
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| I’m getting richer so you know they wanna sit me down
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| It's dc, double M, know they hate us Me and Ross both got rich but we ain't break up Niggas falling out for the paper but try to make up For the cameras, niggas might fool y'all but can't fake us |
| Pull up in the hood I put niggas on jets
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| Take ‘em to Miami when they just was on steps
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| Selling green and serving fiends up in the ‘jects
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| Packs still on ‘em in the pool getting wet
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| They killed Dame set him on fire
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| And the crazy part that niggas was quiet…
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| …time is money so it’s sky dwellers when we buy ‘em
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| Rolex niggas, stretch like bowflex, nigga
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| Sellin' Instagram, feds takin' kodak, nigga
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| I’ve been rich since 24, you ain’t know that, nigga?
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| And I was taught pay that man if you owe that nigga
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| Gone…
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| And all this shit I’m talking right now is straight facts
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| If you’re from my hood, you know what I’m talking about |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pound Cake, artist - Meek Mill. Album song Give Me the World, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп