Crème de la Crème

Crème de la Crème, that would be him hoping out that Maserati into that R8 Audi, would have bought the Fisker, but said f*ck it -n- bought the Ferrari at the Broadmoor, with Kenya Moore ass naked off the molly, she wanted to face it, so I let her face it, she wanted to taste it, so I let her taste it, Porsha walked in -n- satiated my anticipation, we went to sleep then woke up -n- watched Dish Nation, preservation or preparation, I had Gale -n- Oprah in the lobby waiting, she wasn’t hating, Oprah just said she wasn’t too fond of my two female acquaintances, she said what you see must be below the waist, -n- the fact they’re high maintenance, if you want a wife, you must learn patience, then she bought me a Bugati I never seen before, it had four doors -n- a palace in Mali with gold doors, pearl walls -n- see through floors, I think it once belong to Liz Taylor or Zsa Zsa Gabor, only reason I didn’t wear a condom, cuz it was Donald Trump’s daughter, so I hit her raw, it wouldn’t get hard for Lady Gaga, for she wanted a quickie back stage, while she was on tour, Taylor Swift use to dudes with little d*cks, so Adele said Hello -n- Taylor Swift apologized -n- so Adele rode me -n- looked me in the eyes, moaning while we listened to her new CD 25, I remember getting transported to court, in vans with Good Year tires, I remember the whole time I was on trial, the US Marshal would tie my ties, I told him all lies, he told me I wouldn’t win, but when I did, he didn’t act surprised, the sun sets here, then over there it will rise, thank God I’m alive, Crème de la Crème, for you to witness greatness, you must open your eyes.