For baby and me Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake baker's man Bake me a cake as fast as you can Pat it and prick it and mark it with "B" Put it in the oven for baby and me And there will be plenty for baby and me

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through Uhh! Uhh-huh! But they don't hear me though Uhh, but they don't hear me though Uhh, but they don't, they don't, they don't, they don't I got

Don't you say no tonight (don't you say no baby) Don't you say no tonight (no) Don't you say no tonight (not tonight) Don't you say no tonight (Don't you say no) Don't you say no tonight (ooh) Don't you say no tonight (don't say it) After cheesecake with

I'm gonna love while I still got the time Thirty nine candles burnt out on a cake Each representing a million mistakes The last one still burns, there's a wish I can make This time I'm getting it right So I close my eyes and I take a deep breath And I

Come and put your name on it Cake, cake, cake, cake Put your name on it Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake Cake, cake, cake I'mma make you my bitch And it's not even my birthday Bet you wanna put your name on it

Don't want your jewels, I want your drugs Don't want your money, want your love Jewels n' drugs, play that hustle Smother 'em, if you wanna be bad We know how to make that money Slap honey on a young pancake Ain't nothin' if it ain't family Yeah, it's

I want to see your face in every kind of light And when you stand before the candles on a cake Oh, let me be the one to hear the silent wish you make In fields of dawn and forests of the night What are you doing the rest of your life? North and South and

We can't wait to bake, hell yeah At my bake sale Laughin' off this drank, hell yeah All day, hell yeah We've been countin' cake, hell yeah Puffin' on this dank, hell yeah Lovin', havin' sex, hell yeah You ready again bro?

Wasted away again in Margaritaville Searching for my lost shaker of salt 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

I spend a lot of cake on you All eyes on me (Yeah) I see all eyes on you (What? What?) All this money on me (Right), I see dollar signs on you Diamonds look like a Super Bowl ring (Right) I could put a lot of weight on you (What? What?) You showin' love