LYRICS
作词 : A Graham/S. Carter/A. Palman/M. Samuels/N. Fisher/M. Burnett/J. Evans/A. Proctor/D. Coles/R. Diggs
作曲 : A Graham/S. Carter/A. Palman/M. Samuels/N. Fisher/M. Burnett/J. Evans/A. Proctor/D. Coles/R. Diggs
Jimmy Smith：
Good God Almighty like back in the old days
You know years ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play
How to play it and you know whether it's disco and rock
But we just went in the studio and we did it
We had the champagne in the studio
Of course compliments of the company and we just laid back and did it
So we hope you enjoy listening to this album half
As much as we enjoyed playing it for you
Because we had a ball
Only real music is gonna last
All the other bulls**t is here today and gone tomorrow
Timbaland：
Cash rules everything around me frikki-frikki-frik
C.R.E.A.M. get the-get the-get the-get the
Get the-get the-get the-get the money dollar-dollar
D-d-d-d-dollar-dollar dollar-dollar bill y'all
Y'all y'all
Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M
Get the-get the-get the-get the-get the
Get the-get the-get the-get the mon-mon-money
Frikki-frikki-frikki dollar-dollar-dollar bill y'all
Y'all y'all
Drake：
Yeah
Uh 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 boosting 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 n***as wanna play chess now
I hear you talking say it twice so I know you meant it
F**k 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 n***as 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 n***a Irv
Yeah I swear s**t just started clickin' dog
You know it's real when you are who you think you are
Timbaland：
Cash rules everything around me frikki-frikki-frik
C.R.E.A.M. get the-get the-get the-get the
Get the-get the-get the-get the money dollar-dollar
D-d-d-d-dollar-dollar dollar-dollar bill y'all
Y'all y'all
Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M
Get the-get the-get the-get the-get the
Get the-get the-get the-get the mon-mon-money
Frikki-frikki-frikki dollar-dollar-dollar bill y'all
Y'all y'all
JAY-Z：
Uh 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 uh
Shout out to World Wide Wes
Everywhere we go we leave a worldwide mess
Yes still Roc La Familia
Says a lot about you if you not feeling us
The homie said "Hov it ain't many of us"
I told 'em "Less is more n***a is plenty of us"
Timbaland：
Cash rules everything around me frikki-frikki-frik
C.R.E.A.M. get the-get the-get the-get the
Get the-get the-get the-get the money dollar-dollar
D-d-d-d-dollar-dollar dollar-dollar bill y'all y'all y'all
JAY-Z：
Cake cake-cake cake-cake cake
500 million I got a pound cake
N***as 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 karat cake uh
Now here's the icin' on the cake
Cake cake-cake cake-cake uhh
I'm just gettin' started oh yeah we got it b***h
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
Uh 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 airbag just in case we crash
Uh last night was mad trill
I'm fresh out of Advil Jesus grab the wheel
Drake：
Yeah uh
Look f**k all that "Happy to be here" s**t that y'all want me on
I'm the big homie they still be tryna lil bro me dog
Like I should fall in line
Like I should alert n***as
When I'm 'bout to drop somethin' crazy
And not say I'm the greatest of my generation
Like I should be dressing 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 s**t
And do it major like the n***as who paved the 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 doing 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 "F**k it" it's worth it to share 'em
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 she could live with me if she need to
I got a compound but I think she's 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 s**t stick with me always
Couldn't believe when he called me
You never know what could happen to you
And I just spent four Ferraris all on a brand new Bugatti
And did that s**t 'cause it's somethin' to do
Yeah I guess that's just who I became dawg
Nothing was the same dawg