Lyrics:
brave like a spartan
I'm like Wu tang a with the Wu clan
We got shoes gang we go tools gang
I feel like Taylormane with a drip thing
I'm the cable man
Redman in the house, ya don't stop
Gilla House in the house, ya don't stop
Def Squad in the house, ya don't stop
Wu Tang in the house, ya don't stop
water just like the marines
Squad just like wu tang we live by the cream
I hand count the money don't need no machine
Watch how I thumb threw the hunnids
Confess till you really on your knees in a cell
cnd you dressing Loud and Raw cuz
Like you rapped with Wu Tang and Big L
I'm in tune wish I'd sound like
Run to cash like Usain
Pull up whole clique deeper than Wu-Tang
On top of the food chain
Jiggaboi moon child with the mood swings
With my killers like
own money got her own green
Yea she all up in rodeo she don't do SHEIN
Baby girl you been all on my mind
Steady blowin up my phone need a new line
that the bank can't hold it (ahh)
Mr. Make-it-Rain (what?) my dough so insane (what?)
I'm all about the C.R.E.A.M. but I'm not in Wu Tang (ah hah)
Got
Verse 1
I want it so bad like a bum need cash like my car need gas
Wu tang prescription palms itching im trying to get cream to relax
How bad do you
a whole band, all on some jeans
I gotta get the bag by any means
She baldhead but no Mr.Clean
Been Wu Tang i'm getting this C.R.E.A.M.
Jump in a vette
Represent, flick it up all day nigga, Immobilarity
Ya'll know my work, this category is raw
Aiyo slash your position
Verbal mike physician
Blow lines
What you mean (huh)
Feel like Wu-Tang with all this C.R.E.A.M. (huh)
I am the sandman making these dreams
Ain't runnin' on E, I'm runnin' on steam (huh)
to T.M.F., Wu-Tang Clan
Scream on it, Ghost
Ayo, we at the weedgate, waiting for Jake
We want eight ravioli bags, two thirsty villains yelling bellyaches
to T.M.F., Wu-Tang Clan
Scream on it, Ghost
Ayo, we at the weedgate, waiting for Jake
We want eight ravioli bags, two thirsty villains yelling bellyaches
Wu-Tang gang
Shawty only bout cream
Got you asking damn, what’d
She do for me?
She’s a maneater
Make you work hard
Sweat hard
Got you maxing out limits
heat
So much of heat, it's a chant
Meeting the market demands
Matching the methods for C.R.E.A.M, I'm the man
Wu-Tang infinity plans
Scheming for bands
of you and me, the patek is 30 but its gon' appreciate to 63,
Seeing before it happens will always lead to a bigger scene/
Wu tang get the cream,
He act
manages
Nearly fell apart in the first year
Didn't think that I can handle it
Wu-Tang Clan, Gravel Pit
Whip smelling like we sellin' cannabis
Who in
morning after dick she gotta leave
Esco with the sauce, Wu-tang with the cream
I be running all them checks up, Dusse for the team
I gotta go hit up Khaled,
See me and my niggas, that's my team
Never would I let a woman come between
See what we doing, this our dream
Wu Tang niggas really want that CREAM
Shyheim, the youngest member of the Wu-Tang Clan
Was jumped in a Staten Island club and his face still bears the scar
And you will know my name
a bitch say Wu-Tang
I see you getting that CREAM cheese
Made a bitch just fall in love
Made a bitch buy all my drugs
Took another bitch call-hung up
And I
down with the whole team
Wu tang get the cream we don't dance we just lean
Born and raised by OG's sixteen moving ps
I ain't feeling what you say might
was ahead of me
Been in the mud building legacy
Been ready for this since 17
Like Wu-Tang nigga I get cream
Chop Session, niggas know what it is
Pussy
the best since Ellis the group
Puff puff live bad boys for life
Blue and yellow purple hills they coincide
Wu-tang, black stars up in the sky
The math is
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