Welly P - Pound Cake lyrics

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Welly P - Pound Cake lyrics

[Hook: Timbaland (x2)] Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all [Verse 1: May Rock] Uh, after hours at the casino Cutting my losses like I be playing Keno From the North to Miami like Dan Marino And I lay down the law, Janet Reno I'm just looking for a babe, no Bambino They all act so childish, Gambino They want exotic sh**, I'm el nino They think we don't see it, but fam we know b**hes be so shady these days You know how bad they wanna be called babe these days? f** getting cuffed, I get paid these days Thinking bout the future and they hate these days Know I'm fly round trip, like I round the bases And my shoes as white as Reese Witherspoon's face is They want Louis bags and bracelets And I want gold on my teeth, no braces We can't always get what we want dog Rolling Stones sh**, we touring to taunt dog Shout to my dawgs always kept it real with me Get the money more S's than Mississippi Let's keep it hot in the summer when the weather's chilly And keep it grinding till we make about a hunnid milly Oh we in another round like an at-bat Just keep it real and hit your boy on the snapchat, yes [Hook: Timbaland (x2)] Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all [Verse 2: Welly P] My dreams bigger than your whole team Gone need a microscope just to find me From the town where snake n***as stay scheming In my dreams straight smoking with the demons Yeah, and you acting like a clown do And I don't f** with no one around you Yeah, and I'm plotting on a million Next year, plotting on a billon On a private beach, straight chilling f** around and call my EG villains In this game and I'm here for the long haul Don't ask no questions, I was born to ball [Hook: Timbaland] Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all [Verse 3: May Rock] Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake 500 milly I got a pound cake 95% of EG is fake I don't f** around, please don't make no mistake, uh Yeah, look at my wrist I got a karat cake And would you look at the time, I got some bills to make Coming for the rap crown like a straight villain Cauce if Jay made millions May'll make millions I'm rom a town where I ain't like the rest Mo money mo problems Mase said it best It's EG, I ain't really with that b**h sh** We eatin over here, chicken nuggets like the Bissets, ah Yeah, this is all I want All I wanted was some p**y and some f**ing benjamins Hoe, you know I've been ballin since 19 90 something 2016 I'm not voting for Donald Trump And I'm yelling f** Kanye West for President Him and Tidal don't even have the right etiquette If this was Yik Yak I'd probably give them the down vote If this was Pablo's life, he would illegally download [Outro: School of Rock] Student: Are going to teach us anything, or are we just going to sit here? Jack Black: Well, you wanna learn something? Student: Yes I do! Jack Black: What, you want me to teach you something? You wanna learn something? Alright, here's a useful lesson for you