Cake lyrics

by

Chris Brown


[Intro]
Hitmaka!

[Chorus: YBN Nahmir]
Pop, pop pop out that cake
Bounce, bounce out with the cake, n*gga
Pop, pop pop out that cake (yeah)
Bounce, bounce bounce out with the cake, n*gga
Drop, it's your birthday
Drop, drop it's your birthday
Drop, it's your birthday
Drop, drop it's your birthday
Pop, pop pop out that cake
Bounce, bounce, bounce out with the cake, n*gga
Pop, pop pop out that cake (ayy)
Bounce, bounce out with the cake, n*gga

[Verse 1: YBN Nahmir]
Go, it's your birthday (Birthday)
I might throw a couple bands in the worst way (Worst way)
Told them hoes to sit down, you in first place
Wait hold on... hey... hey...
I came here for pus*y in the first place (ayy)
Come here, now, f*ck me, now
Wipe me down, not a sound
Not a peep, not a tweak
Silent b*tch, she don't speak
Court side to my feet
Front row seat, smokin' OG
Rollie on me, 40 on me
80 on me, a hundred on me
[Chorus: YBN Nahmir]
Drop, it's your birthday
Drop, drop it's your birthday
Drop, it's your birthday
Drop, drop it's your birthday
Pop, pop pop out that cake
Bounce, bounce out with the cake, n*gga
Pop, pop pop out that cake (ayy)
Bounce, bounce bounce out with the cake

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Ooh, b*tch, I'm the mothaf*ckin' man
n*ggas holdin' onto it, I'ma spend a hundred grand
Always smokin' on the drugs, smell the KK when I land
I'm a f*ckin' rockstar, rockin' for my own band
Straight drop up out the pan (pan), b*tches call me Cam (Cam)
Told her what's the deal, now she stickin' to the plan (plan)
Money to the ceilin', n*gga it's lookin' like a fan (fan)
I can't even name how many gears that I ran sh*t
Hope you understand it

[Chorus: YBN Nahmir]
Drop, it's your birthday
Drop, drop it's your birthday
Drop, it's your birthday
Drop, drop its your birthday
Pop, pop pop out that cake
Bounce, bounce bounce out with the cake, n*gga
Pop, pop pop out that cake (ayy)
Bounce, bounce bounce out with the cake, n*gga
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