Gon' make me broke The way you make that tushy roll No I ain't wearin' no cape baby Way you make that tushy roll Betty Crocker, got the cakes baby Come serve it up for me though But tonight I'm your hero (I know, I know) Say she wanna get up Want a nigga

Love her like she's leaving Oh and I guarantee she won't Like it's all going to end if you don't We cut the cake everybody danced And some people drank too much You looked like the cover of Brides magazine And I looked like some guy in a tux I'll never

Don't do nothin' 'less you're all in it, all in it, all in it Don't do nothin' 'less your heart's in it, heart's in it, heart's in it If you got a diamond for all of your passion, diamond for your dedication You could be icy like cake and icy for every

Let me put my love into you, babe Let me put my love on the line Let me cut your cake with my knife Don't you struggle Don't you fight Don't you worry 'Cause it's your turn tonight Flying on a free flight Driving all night

Hop in the Maybach cruisin' I get the cake, they lose it I get the cake, hoes choosin' These niggas fake, we do it Hoppin' up in the Wraith, zoomin' Sippin' a lil drank, snoozin' Walking into the bank, foolish Tryna copy, you can't do it Ho tried to play

Girl you know I,I,I, girl you know I,I,I Birthday sex Birthday sex oh oh oh oh I been fiending Wake up in the late night Been dreaming about your loving, girl Don't need candles or cake Just need your body to make you (It's the best day of the year girl)

Lookin' like a safe (Safe), ten bad bitches on a date (Date) I'm the reason why them niggas hate Lookin' like a safe (Safe), she got ass like a cake (Cake) Floss in the bank, floss in the bank D.A. got that dope Floss in the bank (Ay), still got candy on

I wasted away again in Margaritaville Some people claim that there's a woman to blame Nibblin' on sponge cake Watchin' the sun bake All of those tourists covered in oil Strummin' my six-string On my front porch swing

Bake a cake, smoke a face, half-baked, want the face Do no date, diamond water, like an ocean, like a lake Chop it, up, off the plate, how long do it take? Weight, weight, weight, weight, weight, weight, weight I got R&B singers, I got R&B singers Why

I clap a nigga like patty cake I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air My whip from Germany, I'm cooler that LL I'm swaggin', I got flavor, I got sauce, call me Ragu I love my baby girl pussy bald, call her Caillou Sniper Gang Eh, I like this lil'