Cake lyrics

[Intro]
They loving it
Worldwide
Boss Don
PD5


[Hook]
You n*ggas don't want me to shine
These n*ggas don't want me to grind
I am about my money n*gga
These n*ggas don't want me to live
These n*ggas just want me to bid
Bid, up in the prison system
n*ggas know I'm about to get rich
They Know I'm about rich
Uh, I'm about to get cake
Yayo, got white, got blow


[Verse 1]
I've been cooling n*ggas off like the AC
One minute your hot
The next minute your not
Drop the album, nobody copped it
Nobody believed in the game
Without the boss don wave
Funny how, n*ggas turn funny style
I just let the money pile
b*tches scream skeet it on my tummy oww
I was in the room seeking closure, smoking on the dosure
Cru juice get me and my dudes loose
Moon roof, seen my n*gga head pop out
I need a lead back out, and about to head back out
OG, n*ggas ain't know me
Got them put down, left them stinking
Shout to my n*ggas that's in Lincoln
Bezey on the arm like aqua
This n*ggas a lame, my life is a saga
Oscars, n*ggas trying cop them off the runway
Bring the gunplay, f*ck my b*tches in one day
Some say, Bigga you the illest n*gga yet to come
Get the vest for them, and I tango with the best of them
Left with them b*tches that night at the China
Drove them to the diner, I like them finer
Owwwww


[Hook]
You n*ggas don't want me to shine
These n*ggas don't want me to grind
I am about my money n*gga
These n*ggas don't want me to live
These n*ggas just want me to bid
Bid, up in the prison system
n*ggas know I'm about to get rich
They Know I'm about rich
Uh, I'm about to get cake
Yayo, got white, got blow

[Outro]
Chyeah, chyeah
What's good baby?
Got what you need
Got that blow
Got that soft, that hard, that white
Got that piff
Got that dour
Got bottles of that Grand Cru
You know?
n*gga this that PD5
It's the last Big Mic we puttin' out baby
Puttin' it all in one bag
Max Biggavel
Shout to my guy, Alpeezly
What's good baby?
Oh he Gain Greene
Oh yeah
Oww