Pound cake / paris morton music 2 (feat. jay z) Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Bm]"Good God Almi[E]ghty,
like back in the old days
[Am]You know, years ago they had the
A&R men to tell you what to [Bm]play
How to play it and you know whether
it's [E]disco and rock
But um,
[Am]we just went in the studio and we did it
We had champagne in the studi[Bm]o, of course,
[E]you know
Compliments of the [Am]company,
and we just laid back and did it
[Bm]So we hope you enjoy listening
[Am]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 that other bullshit is here today
and gone tomorrow"
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[Em]

[Verse 2]
[Am]Cash rules everything
around me
[C]C.R.E.A.M. [D]get[Em] the money,
[G]dolla- dolla- dolla bill y'all
[Am]Cash rules everything around
[C]me[D][Em]
C.R.E.A.M. get the money,
[D]dolla- dolla- [Em]dolla bill y'al

[Verse 3]
[Am]Yeah, uh, after hours [C]at Il Mulino
Or Sotto Sotto,
just [D]talkin' women and vino
[Em]The contract like '91 Dan Marino
[G]I swear this guy Michael
Rapino's boosting my ego
[Am]Overly focused,
it's far from the time to rest now
[C]Debates growin' 'bout
[D]who they think is the best now
[Em]Took a while,
got the jokers out of the deck now
I'm holdin' all the cards and niggas
wanna play chess now
[Am]I hear you talking,
say it twice so I know you meant [C]it
Fuck it, I don't [D]even tint it, they
should know who's in [Em]it
I'm authentic, [E]real name,
no [Em]gimmicks
[G]No game, no scrimmage,
I ain't playin' with you niggas at [Am]all
My classmates, they went on to be
chartered account[C]ants
Or work with their par[D]ents
But thinkin' back on how
[Em]they treated me
[E]My high school re[Em]union might be
worth an appearance
Make everybody have to go
through security clear[Am]ance
Tables turn, bridges burn, you live and learn
[C]With the ink I could murder,
word to [D]my nigga Ir[Em]v
Yeah, I swear shit just started clickin' dog
[G]You know it's real when you
are who you think you [Am]are

[Verse 4]
Cash rules everything around [C]me
[D]C.R.E.A.M. [Em]get the money,
dolla- dolla- dolla bill y'all
[Am]Cash rules everything around
[C]me[D][Em]
C.R.E.A.M. get the money,
dolla- [D]dolla- dolla bill y'all
[Em]Uh,

[Verse 5]
[Am]I had Benzes 'fore
you had [C]braces
The all- black Maybach but I'm
[D]not a ra[Em]cist
Inside's whiter than Katy
Perry's [G]face is
Yellow diamonds in [Am]my Jeses
I just might learn to speak Mandarin
[C]Japanese for the yen that I'm han[D]dlin'
[Em]International Hov', that's my handle
My [D]saint's [Em]Chango, light a candle
[Am]El Gran Santo on the mantle
[C]Case y'all didn't know,
I speak [D]Spanish [Em]too, uh
Shout out to World Wide Wes
[G]Everywhere we go,
we leave a worldwide mess
[Am]Yes, still Roc La Familia
[C]Says a lot about you if you not
[D]feeling [Em]us
The homie said "Hov', it ain't
many of us"
I told 'em "Less is more,
nigga, is plenty of [Am]us"

[Verse 6]
Cash rules everything around [C]me
[D]C.R.E.A.M. [Em]get the money,
[G]dolla- dolla- dolla bill y'all

[Verse 7]
[Am]Cake, cake cake, cake cake, cake[C]
500 million, I got a [D]pound [Em]cake
Niggas is frontin',
that's upside down [G]cake
Get 'em a red nose,
they clown [Am]cakes
They shoulda never let you 'round [C]cake
Look at my neck,
I got a [D]carrot [Em]cake
Now here's the icing on the cake
[D]Cake, cake [Em]cake, cake cake
[Am]Uh I'm just gettin' started,
oh yeah we got [C]it bitch
I've done made more mil
[D]lionaires than the lotto [Em]did
Dame made millions, Bigg made mil[G]lions
Ye made millions,
Just made mil[Am]lions
Lyor made millions, Cam made mil[C]lions
Beans tell you if [D]he wasn't in his feelings
[Em]Uh, I'm back in my bag
My eyes blood[D]shot but
[Em]my jet don't lag
[Am]A pair of Jordan 3's tryna chase this cash
[C]Gucci air bag just in case we cra[D]sh
[Em]Uh, last night was mad trill[G]
I'm fresh out of Advil, Jesus grab [Am]the wheel
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[Verse 8]
look, fuck all that "Happy [E]to be
here" shit [B]that y'all want me [C#m]on
I'm the big hom[A]ie, they still be
tryna lil bro me, dog
Like I should fall in line,
[G#m]like I should alert [C#m]niggas
When I'm 'bout [A]to drop
somethin' crazy
And not say I'm the greatest
of my generation
[C#m]Like I should[B] be dressing
[C#m]dif ferent
Like I should [A]be less aggressive
and pessimistic
Like I should [G#m]be way more nervous
and [C#m]less dismissive
Like I should be on my best behavi
[A]or and not talk my shit
And do it major like [B]the niggas
who paved [C#m]the way for us
Like I [A]didn't study the game
to the letter
And understand that I'm not
doin' [B]it the same
Man, I'm doing it bet[C#m]ter
Like I didn't [A]make that clearer this year
Like I should feel, I don't know,
guilty for saying that
[B]They should put a couple
more mirrors in here
[A]So I can stare at myself
These are usually just
some thoughts
That I would share with [B]my self
But I thought "Fuck it", it's worth
it to share 'em
[A]With someone else other than
Paris for once
I text her from [B]time to time,
she a mom [C#m]now
I guess sometimes [A]life forces
us to calm down
I told her she could live with
me if she need to
[E]I got a compound [C#m]but
I think she's straight
[A]'Cause she supported since Hot Beats
Right before Wayne came and got me
Out [E]of the back room [C#m]where I
was rapping with Jas
Over [A]beats that I shouldn't
have in the hopes for the glory
[E]He wal[C#m]ked right past in the hallway
Three months later, I'm [A]his artist
He probably wouldn't
remember that story
[G#m]But that shit stick with me alw[C#m]ays
Couldn't believe when he called me
You [A]never know, it could happen to you
And [E]I just spent four [C#m]Ferrari's all
on a brand new Bugatti
And did that shit 'cause
it's somethin' [A]to do
[C#m]Yeah, I guess that's just who I became,
[A]dawg

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