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pound cake - young yas lyrics

[chorus: 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 you all (you all, you 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 thе mon*mon*money
frikki*frikki*frikki, dollar*dollar*dollar bill you all (you all, you all)

[verse 1: young yas]
aye, i gave thе wrong people my love i wish i could have it back
i grow up around ma n*ggas, them ma bros f*ck all the hoes
still speaking the same sh*t
shawty f*ck your toys
ain’t snitch ain’t p*ssy
i am living some that you got to come see to believe
b*tch pull up
i’m goin’ through some changes, close friends turn to strangers
those b*tches dangerous
got to watch out bro get the job done
see me closer i’ll be what you want
that hate on me for no reason
i got different b*tch for every season
shawty don’t make me fall i know you’re capping
shawty don’t make me call you
that b*tch been acting so long
she’s taught am hurt cause i write a song
about you , who’s care about me
hundred thousand in my pockets
am not a kid
i feel good
ma first time, understood
ma bars on this b*tch are we good
ma ego high level f*ck this b*tch its not good
sometimes i hate you
i just wanna get high until i can’t feel nothing
f*cke this b*tch until she can’t say something
[chorus: 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 you all (you all, you 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 you all (you all, you all)

[verse 2: young yas]
f*ck what it was it is what it is
look at my back these n*ggas hate me
that’s the reason you got to save me
you’re not my only option but i still chase you
i was f*ckin around with you now you wanna switch phones
i like it when we play all these love songs and make love once
this sh*t was cool
but how you’re moving without saying sh*t
i saw you at the crib laughing your ass out
say some, move some
i know u do that for money & fam
god d*mn
then you started lying
i was listing
am not dumb, huh
feel that sh*t
am not dumb boy f*ck your ex toy
if was in love with you that sh*t will be hard for me
stop the cap you fake it, be honest with me
aye, cause am the only one you feel safe with
cause am the only one you make love with
cause am the only one who treat you nice
shorty catch ma vibes
and vibe with it
f*ck the opponents i got my sh*t
d*mn
6 figures, young kid
i got nothin’ but love to spread, but n*ggas hate me, aye, haters going to hate
but this b*tches won’t leave me
listen, fashion n*gga i can be what i want
badass n*gga show le what you want
i’ve been on pills since i was a baby
unstable mf i got hoes f*ck your toys
am in my sh*t i am going so deep
baby hit me when you see me
fast bars, i know your new boy
girl you’ve been acting dumb
they trying to be me
they trying to be what i want
i don’t sleep unless am high
i feel like am in heaven
[outro: young yas}
on some real sh*t
but why the f*ck h*ll call me out n*gga
bro this b*tch she call me out for real
she makes me mad as f*ck b*tch makes me suck
that’s the matter of fact
of what’s going on here all this last years
i’ve been working on my self
getting my talent
i’ve been chilling man
like this motherf*cker here right now
pound cake, this sh*t is dope

- young yas lyrics

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