Strawberriez -n- Cream Lyrics by Mc Eiht

Strawberriez -n- Cream Lyrics

    Geah (hey)
    Hey
    We money makers in the house
    You know how we do it

    All i needs is my strawberriez -n- cream
    All i needs is my strawberriez -n- cream
    Gettin' paid is the american dream
    All i needs is my strawberriez -n- cream
    Geah

    [high t]
    Like the l.a. lakers
    We tryin' to be a money maker
    But that's kinda hard to do amongst a gang of salt-shakers
    So how can money can a nation when playa-hation do
    Think about it, probably of couple niggas playa hatin' you
    Because you got a lil' sommethin, trying to keep shit tight
    Not at the bar, gettin drunk, trying to pick a fight
    But mad niggas got it backwards like they ass was in the front
    Actin' like they smoke rock and now grass up in they blunt
    I gots no words for em, just 'fist of fury' like bruce
    I let loose on they ass, then hit the fence like juice
    And don't be a broke nigga fuckin' everybody's bitch
    Niggas'll get mad cause they gotta pay for this shit
    Just cause you got more game then a next man, don't make it bad
    Every real nigga got a hustle to 'em, even your dad
    So do what you gotta, but don't cross that line
    You get yours, i get mine, and everything'll be fine

    All i needs is my strawberriez -n- cream
    All i needs is my strawberriez -n- cream
    Gettin' paid is the american dream
    All i needs is my strawberriez -n- cream...

    [eiht]
    I needs money, that's why the palm itches
    Masterplans and schemes, so i can get riches
    Potent 20's to double up's and quarter pieces
    Fancy cars to condos with ????
    Pops out the dream (chin-chin)
    Cause it seems the corner just ain't workin
    In the cut, down the alley, see the one times lurkin'
    Everybody packs a sack skrill's not to large
    I hooks up a sweet deal with chico de barge
    Me's the shit, shippin, price is way to high
    I could take my chips by ?the product?, double up, kinda fly
    Cops the work but still strap cocked by the side
    Asked the bitch that i fuck if she was gon' take the ride
    Reply: cool!, what's my take on a china white sack?
    A thousand, bitch, to your ass, everyone that come back
    She say: cool baby, i'm in, try to regulate this cheese
    Kept a smile on my face while she dropped to her knees
    Picks up the phone and call chill ?????
    But you's a fuckin' hard line they might ?????

    All i needs is my strawberriez -n- cream
    All i needs is my strawberriez -n- cream
    Gettin' paid is the american dream
    All i needs is my strawberriez -n- cream...

    [eiht]
    Touch down for pounds so i can makes my loot
    Look for a long hair, redbone in a nike suit
    Don't look suspicious, leave yo' dough at home
    Straight out the airport, hit me on the pay phone
    To the ho-tel, mo-tel
    Whatever pleases, just get my mail
    You knows the business
    Extra care with the sacks
    16 and done spent, bring 24 bag
    Don't let them show change on the pack
    Cause if they do, 187 is the fac'
    Did you make it, okay ?????
    I'm on my way back with your pay
    Life is lookin kinda lovely to me
    Regulate out the state with the ghetto d
    My connection's tight, so don't believe the hype
    But y'all keep hypin, i make money off of the pipe

    All i needs is my strawberriez -n- cream
    All i needs is my strawberriez -n- cream
    Gettin' paid is the american dream
    All i needs is my strawberriez -n- cream

    Geah
    Hello
    Geah
    Regulators
    Paper chasing
    Real niggas standin on the ave, 24-7
    Tryin' to regulate that

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