Lil’ Wayne Cream Lyrics

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Lil’ Wayne Song


Lyrics to Cream

Featuring Euro


I’ve been having these nightmares of losing time with no reward
Mama would call the Lord before she call the law

Then I went and found time and a Audemar
Time is money so I spent it all tryna order em all
They say beef is a poor man’s sport
Behind the money get that round apport, fuck it

Cash throws everything around me cream
Get the money, dollar dollar bill yall

I don’t cut the work, drop top on 20’s
Soon as I learns how to talk I talk business
Niggas ain’t safe, all 9 any
Since you was changed I will never JC penny
And woke up and yo funeral late, soup renny
Lift her mini skirt, get behind the light benny
Going at yo neck, get the rope tied loose
This a gut check, now we’ll alrighty too
I’m dirty like ENT, shout out to Murphy Lee
Gotta cupt the credit cards, plastic surgery
Oh my God, mercy me
I’m higher than Mercury
Smoking on that strong full of that Hercules
Bartender hurry up, hurry up with my drink
Niggas pullin cables like they come in a string
I’m standing over the stove with my gun in the sink
‘Cus I don’t know what niggas thinkin but I know how they think
Catch a skateboard to the job
I’m in that pussy, she in awe
And this here is my homeboy, Quickdraw McRaw
I’m even on both sides of the seasaw
You could get yo head cut off with the saw, yee haw
Kill you and yo right hand man, South Park
Money over bitches and above the law
Money over bitches and above the law

(Hook x2)
Cash throws everything around me cream
Get the money, dollar dollar bill yall

Uh pocket full of money with a pose full of hitters
Black and white Porsches like a nase with a nigga
Money make world 3-60
We throw them dollars up and bitches better be Frisbees
Pounds in the freezer, 50 rounds in the sweeper
Counter full of coke, naked bitch backin up
And if the bitch dealin I know where her mama live
I live this shit so much, I got on the tux
Man it’s been a minute since I seen my nigga bupper
Some niggas fade away, some niggas hit the jumper
Kidnap yo niece, don’t cry call your uncle
We don’t wanna hurt you baby, we just want your uncle
25 lighters on the dresser, yes sir
I ain’t hearin that bullshit, I’m deffer than Leppard
Told me like whatever, they found yo body severed
You know they finding niggas guilty like they finding treasure
But get yo money on no cables, I get too wasted
It’s an occasion, I heard a nurse say thank you for being so patient
I know my niggas got me, we good forever
Get the cheese, nigga please avoid the shredder
Turning good to better, gotta pull it together
I wish that blood on the floor was rose petals
Real gangstas die of old age
And all money get paid my nigga

(Hook x4)
Cash throws everything around me cream
Get the money, dollar dollar bill yall

Cream Lyrics

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