Lirik Lagu Pound Cake (Paris Morton Music 2) - Drake




  • Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
  • bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
  • dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.


  • Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
  • klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.


  • Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
    Tanpamu tiada berarti
    Tak mampu lagi berdiri
    Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
    Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu
  • Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
  • Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.


  • Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
  • Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
[Intro: Christian Rich and Utters]"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 champagne in the studio, of course, you know, 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 bullshit is here today and gone tomorrow...."
[Hook]Cash rules everything around meC.R.E.A.M. get the moneyDolla dolla bill y'all
[Verse 1: Drake]After hours of Il MulinoOr Sotto Sotto, just talkin' about women and vinoThe contract like '91 Dan MarinoI swear this got Michael Rapino boostin' my egoOverly focused, it's far from the time to rest nowDebates growin' 'bout who they think is the best nowTook a while, got the jokers out of the deck nowHoldin' all the cards and niggas wanna play chess nowI hear you talkin', say it twice so I know you meant itFuck it, I don't even tint it, they should know who's in itI'm authentic, real name, no gimmicksNo game, no scrimmage, I ain't playin' with you niggas at allMy classmates, they went on to be chartered accountantsOr work with their parents, but thinkin' back on how they treated meMy high school reunion might be worth an appearanceMake everybody have to go through security clearanceTables turn, bridges burn, you live and learnWith the ink, I could murder word to my nigga IrvYeah, I swear shit just started clickin' dogYou know it's real when you are who you think you are
[Verse 2: Jay Z]I had Benzes 'fore you had bracesThe all black Maybach but I'm not a racistInside's whiter than Katy Perry's face isYellow diamonds in my JesúsI just might learn to speak MandarinJapanese for the yen that I'm handlin'International Hov, that's my handleMy saint's Sean Don, light a candleEl Gran Santo on the mantle'Case y'all didn't know, I speak Spanish tooShoutout to Worldwide WesEverywhere we go we leave a worldwide messYes, still Roc La FamiliaSays a lot about you if you not feelin' usThe homie said "Hov, there ain't many of us"I told him less is more, nigga it's plenty of us
[Verse 3: Jay Z]Cake, cake cake cake cake cake500 million, I got a pound cakeNiggas is frontin', that's upside-down cakeGet 'em a red nose, they clown cakesThey shoulda' never let you 'round cakeLook at my neck, I got a carrot cakeNow here's the icing on the cakeCake, cake cake cake cakeI'm just gettin' started, oh yeah we got it bitchI've done made more millionaires than the lotto didDame made millions, Bigg made millionsYe made millions, Just made millionsLyor made millions, Cam made millionsBeans tell you if he wasn't in his feelingsI'm back in my bagMy eyes bloodshot but my jet don't lagA pair of Jordan 3's tryna chase this cashGucci air bag just in case we crashUh, last night was mad trillFresh out of advil, Jesus grab the wheel
[Verse 4: Drake]Fuck all that happy to be here shit that y'all warned me onI'm the big homie, they still tryna lil bro me dogLike I should fall in line, like I should alert niggasWhen I'm 'bout to drop somethin' crazy and I say I'm the greatest of my generationLike I should be dressin' differentLike I should be less aggressive and pessimisticLike I should be way more nervous and less dismissiveLike I should be on my best behaviorAnd not talk my shit and do it major like the niggas who paved the way for usLike I didn't study the game to the letterAnd understand that I'm not doin' it the same, man, I'm doin' it betterLike I didn't make that clearer this yearLike I should feel, I don't know, guilty for saying thatThey should more mirrors in here so I can stare at myslefThese are usually just thoughts that I share with myselfBut I thought Fuck It its worth it to share it with someone else more than Paris for once