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Lil Wyte - Cake - текст песни, видео

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Everytime I Turn Around

Baby I Need This, Baby I Need That

Man Im Like Bitch I Cant Give You Shit, I Cant Give You Shat

I Cant Give You Nothin, I Cant Fuck With Yo Period

I Can Let You Suck My Dick Tho

Bill Folds Of 20s

Bank Rolls Of 100s

Body Bags Of 50s

Yeah Im Out Here Gettin Money

Theres Too Many Ways To Get It If You Jokin It Aint Funny

If You Hatin Cause I Got It You A God Damn Dummy

Put Yo Brain In Some Books And Quit

Worryin Bout These Hoes

Either Get A 9 To 5 Quick And Start Sellin Dro

Life Dont Get Crazier Than This, Im Tellin You Because I Know

I Aint Always Had Cheese I Used To Be Very Broke

Thats When I Realized I Could Flow And I Jumped Up On The Track

I Was Only 17 A Studio Is All I Lacked

Now Im 24 And Got Currency By The Stack

M Town Reppa Liquor Sippa And The Souths On My Back

I Got That Cake, I Got That Cake

These Suckas See Me Out Here Flossin And They Hate

Its 420 In The Mornin And We Still Up

Drinkin, Rappin, Makin Tracks, Trynna Get These Bucks

We Gon Get It Even If It Kill Us Yes We Are

How You Think We Afford This Candy Paint On All These Cars

Gotta Crib Here In Memphis Across The Street From The Green

I Can Watch A Golf Game On My Porch And Smoke Weed

What You Think About That, I Be Ballin You Know Me

Get A Lot Of Cake Er'ry Year Thanks To H.C.P.

I Done Made It To The Top

Now Im Flossin And They Hate

This One Year Gon Make Me A Millionaire And I Cant Wait

I Be Doin What I Do So Good Lil Pimpin Cant Quit

Im Gon Get The Doe Regardless So You Haters Aint Shit

200 And 15 Diamons On Me At All Times

They Aint Huge But In The Day Light These Bitches Shine

Got A Bad Motherfuckin Bitch Cookin Up Steak

She Aint Worried Bout Shit Cause She Know I Get That Cake

If I Come Through Your Hood Ill Be Comin With My Boys

All Our Guns Weigh A Ton And Our Trucks Makin Noise

We Aint Got No Time To Be Fuckin Round With These Hoes

We Gotta Get It Get It Quick And Thats The Way The Game Goes

I Be Puffin On Some Dro, I Be Sippin On Some Crown

Im The Caucasion Persuasion And I Stay Puttin It Down

If You Wanna 16 Its Gon Cost Ya 16

Not Hundreds, Thats Gs And Im Gon Need A Pint Of Lean
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