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MAINO FEAT. T.I. & MEEK MILL lyrics : "I'm About Cream (Remix)"



[Hook x2]

I'm about cream, I'ma, I'ma 'bout cream (about that)
I'm about cream, I'ma, I'ma 'bout cream
About that money and about that cream (hey, hey, hey)

I'm about cream, I'ma, I'ma 'bout cream

[Verse 1: Maino]

I'm about cream, homie I'm about cash
I'm about dollar signs, where that brown bag?
I'm a big boy, 3 stacks, Outkast

For that bread I be in your house like
I go deaf ears if it ain't about no dough
Porsche mind state this my Panamera flow

Offshore Royal oak, I got diamonds in 'em
Gucci jean suit, keep a couple thousand in 'em
Came up hard, handle food in the refrigerator

Now these haters can't breath need a respirator
Women beep me every time they see me
Sippin' DP on my way to DC

Ask ^!$$%s out in Florida they know me well
Pretty (*##$es say I'm crazy out in ACL
$#&@ the bull%#@! baby I'm about mine

Champagne in the air, it's about time

[Hook]


[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Just left my PO and everything kosher

(*##$ I'm gettin' money like the end gettin' closer
Money on my mind, #~!!@ on my radar
(*##$ I'm gettin' paid, I'm on my Bernie Madoff

Money talks, bull%#@! walks, cut the legs off
Aim at your egg, turn that %#@! to eggnog
And if I fall, my money is my cushion

^!$$%s can't see me like they not lookin'
To the red flag, I pledge of allegiance
Y'all (*##$es don't want beef like vegans

I don't have a care and if I do I take care of it
Haters dead waitin', I ain't with that Pall-bearer %#@!
Never played lotto, I don't believe in luck

They tried to send me sugar, wasn't sweet enough
Maino what's poppin? hustle hard ^!$$%
This that money train, all aboard ^!$$%


[Hook X2]


[Verse 3: Maino]
I'm about cream, homie I'm about bread
I'm about bad (*##$es that's about head

I'm about to ride by hangin' out the Benz
We gettin' money like we never heard about of the feds
The black Bentley Coupe rollin' like the Bat-mobile

I feel 8 feet tall, man I'm Shaq O'neal
I'm about guap baby, I'm about cake
I push a button and the doors to about face

Whats poppin' mami, I be gettin' money now
I'm from Brooklyn, but they love me out in Houston now
Sayin' ?hi? to life, bye to my broke days

I'm about a dollar, everyday all day

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