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profitus maximus - profitt cake lyrics

[intro: jimmy smith]
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 the champagne in the studio, of course, 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 bullsh-t is here today and gone tomorrow…

[hook: timbaland]
cash rules everything around me
c.r.e.a.m. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y’all

[verse 1: profitus maximus]
it seems like the more i figure out the less i really know/
feeling stressed
depressed
blowing green by the o
i just wish i had someone to talk to
somewhere i could go
but i don’t
and that’s the reason i stay in the studio
yo
i’m father time without a clock
a poet without a pen
a shepherd without a flock
a saint smothered in sin
a soldier without a glock
the answer without a question
the key missing a lock
spent my life searching for love
just to figure out that its lost
how many l’s i gotta take before i’m considered a boss
because this sh-t is taxin
and i’m tired of writing it off
if this the price of p-ssion
then it should’ve died on the cross
visceral visual
like a hawk in a chicken coop
hate all you want but i’ma fly like i was meant to do
a lot of us don’t make it cause the chickens who we listen to
but i’m a force to be reckoned with
centrifugal
so sit back throw subliminals like f-ck n-ggas do
f-ck these n-ggas
f-ck these b-tches
and they feelings too
cause when sh-t get pivotal
i’m the one who they pivot to
but they forget who i am when the foots wearing the other shoe
and that’s the f-cking truth
i really wish that i was lying
sometimes i feel like crying
other times i feel like dying
other times i feel like riding
wildin, being violent
sometimes i feel like yelling
so tired of being silent
like, ahhhhh
can i please get some peace and quiet
without breaking a piece of the peace i’ve been provided
chasing my dream
no time to sleep
can’t even blink my eyelids
i’m a king like the royal p-n-s is clean your highness

[hook]

[verse 2: profitus maximus]
i said
i’m a king like the royal p-n-s is clean your highness
haters be like “but he was a prince though”
that mean i’m next up
roger that? 10-4?
all about me
f-ck wii and nintendo
b-tches say they love me
they pretend tho
n-ggas hate me but come around
smiling like they my kinfolk
claiming that they bout it
but they scared to get it in though
them f-ck n-ggas get quiet when you ask em bout some ends though
they say i’m too smart for the streets
i need to be in college
but i’m infatuated with franklins
i need ’em in my pocket
when they see you got the drive
they pray to god you park it
i see you talking
but i can’t hear you because you walking

[hook]

i mean
honestly
truthfully
i would stop
but i got no
brakes
brakes, brakes, brakes, brakes,brakes
breaks
on my way to the pound cake
should’ve never let me around cake
now i need a ton not a pound cake
hey
excuse my french
foutez le camp ma fachon si vous plait
cake
cake, cake, cake
cake
this the cherry on the icing on the cake

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