Cream Corn
کاور آهنگ Cream Corn از Wiz Khalifa

Cream Corn

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Yup, that's right, I'm running things

I'm running things, cream corn

That's why they call me that, smooth

I got more measure for your pleasure

Stick with me, baby, I'll let you fart through silk

And let a nigga mess with me, I'll jump on him

All night, three pounds of pure dynamite

Uh, soon as the door lift

I roll another spliff, she click her heels and get down to business

No referee, but I'm so official

Baby, wipe your eyes, no more tears use these hundreds for tissue

Dress you like you in magazines, the V.I.P issue

Rollin' up, enjoyin' the scene, then takes you, I miss you

We outta here, this a missile, smoke clouds got me invisible

Don't really fuck with the crowd, I'm individual

Online shoppin' for products, my money digital

So, we can talk about it

I'm taking mugs out the draw 'til I'm unconscious

I'm making the mall see multiple colors when the watch lift

Learn how to ball, I don't sit with y'all I'm in the cockpit

Rolling a joint big as a cigar

Wishing I'd fall, sorry dawg

You gon' need a new pawn to throw your change in

You too small

Soon as we coming we be back in the wall to wall

Anything happen if it's action, I call my dogs

She hit the back and ran it back, 'cause she falling in love

Real nigga that's a fact, I'm all of your bub (oh)

Real nigga that's a fact, I'm all of your bub

Real ones bad bitches that's what this is for (bad bitches that's what this is for)

Down to spin it on we weed, asking what it cost

Party at the after party

I'ma throw this money, make your back bend shorty

My hotel really don't care about the smell

Say you tryna hit the weed, but you don't inhale

Take it slow, girl, be careful with yourself

Got some wax, Dr. Dab, you gon' need a nap

Starting to think your phone tapped

You nigga know everything, location been disclosed

Even watchin' the footage from your ring

Gettin' all suspicious 'cause you actin' single

My passwords work anywhere, what you wanna see?

Smokin' with breakfast on the terrace, you should come with me

Was supposed to kick it for a day, you stay for a week

Your homegirls gettin' nervous, they barely see you

Got you shoppin' for a vizu

Japanese denim, take 'em off, I'm sliding in you

What's on the room service menu?

Need some more papers, I'ma send you

Soon as we coming we be back in the wall to wall

Anything happen if it's action, I call my dogs

She hit the back and ran it back 'cause she falling in love

Real nigga that's a fact, I'm all of your bub (oh)

Real nigga that's a fact, I'm all of your bub

Real ones bad bitches that's what this is for (bad bitches that's what this is for)

Down to spin it on we weed, asking what it cost

Party at the after party

I'ma throw this money, make your back bend shorty