SdvM - Pound Cake (Remix) lyrics

[Hook: Timbaland] Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all [Verse 1] Three things on this planet mean the world to me Those are money, power and some f**in' girls, you see? I got a planet in my palm and a world to see And with my own persona, I've gotta pearl to seed Cause, listen, we're top notch, chilling in top spot Cool 'em down, if rappers think they're hot shots We ice 'em like cold scotch and the rocks on my top watch I ride around in whips that have a WiFi hotspot My great co*k, hang like Flavor Flav's clock Got so many girls around me, it's a f**in' day job My rise on testosterone, hits comin' like A-Rod So when the stakes are high, you'd better make the stakes drop Cause you're never gonna win, you're never gonna win When you see our ladies roll up, then you know that I'm the man No east or westside, I'm closer to West-Berlin But my pockets on Hamburgers, cause they got them double chins And all day, you can have it your way Every single day is a mothaf**in' abroad day And you can never call me fraud based, f** with me on wrong days And I part away with God's ways M [Hook] [Verse 2] Can somebody call a coroner, this beat just pa**ed He's barely dead two minutes man, the meat's still fresh Homie brought the spliff, light that sh** real fast One hit, two hit, then that weed get pa**ed You can't outsmoke me, I'm from the weed country Amsterdam, I represent, city of weed junkies My whole clique eating good, you know, that's that meal money Gold pieces, my only weakness, that achilles heel money Every night, I hit the club and make it rain and storm sh**'s packed with b**hes with an Instagram of make up on This ho take suicide shots, I call her Eva Braun She wanna get all nasty with it, I just play along Uh, I'm so ahead of my time I speak directly to my children, every time that I rhyme At the start of my career, but getting paid like my prime For every penny for my thoughts, my label paid me a dime And that's why [Hook] [Verse 3] Your money, girls and friends and everything plus your Benz Is gonna fade away when the public budget its spends Cause you ain't got no real fans and you ain't got no real friends Your shine long as a Vine, cause you only follow lil' trends You make one catchy hook, one catchy hook Then write some easy a** verses, sh** everybody can do You slowly move up to the top, start broading a brand too But you ain't there to stay, your ink's just a water tattoo I know I'm only at the bottom, but the top's near Take shots, but you rappers I do not fear Patron shots here, get yourself a Bock beer Boast so many whips, you'd think I'm hosting Top Gear I spy with my little eye, no rappers as hot as I I spit burned saliva, boy, you rappers as hot as ice T-shirt be all coco white, I don't mean the model wife I'll be ordering Hennessy by the Melchior bottle size Uhh, every knee shall bow on my arrival The prince of princes but the M doesn't stand for Michael I pray my idols will some day be my rivals My little black rhyming book is thicker than the Bible Amen and hallelujah Praise yours truly