Cakes Da Killa - Just Desserts - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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Hey Hello Hey Hello Hello hello Hey Hey, what’s up? Hello Hey, what’s up? Hey [Verse 1] Vacays in Bombay Eating niggas like entrées Crucifying lames that got the nerve to try me sideways My way A tinted windshield can’t find me Get thrown out of the coop on a motherfucking highway Want a bitch to try me Shit’ll get serious Pad with wings I treat em like they on they period The shit’ll be a blur so please don’t remind me The last fag thought he was cute is breathing 6 feet deep So check it I’m so sick Attitude is reckless Lay the heat to dat ass so you gotta respect it Niggas that pop shit be the shit I don’t sweat it Mail your head to your moms leave the rest out in Texas [Hook] I what’s buzzing Been around the world Stacking my riches Diamonds and pearls Watch how I get my Just desserts Watch how I get my Just desserts I what’s buzzing Been around the world Stacking my riches Diamonds and pearls Watch how I get my Just desserts I’ma get mines (Verse 2) Coming at niggas like an avalanche So I’m carrying The black Marilyn Cause my name ring bells and my mouth load Glocks And I’m never known to trip cause my mouth sends shots Cakey too cunt like I bleed on the monthly Trust me Rap mother fuckers don’t want me Gone for a minute but the bars never rusty Lyrically I’m perched Sitting pretty too comfy Bitch must be outta her mind Out of her Out of her fucking mind Out of her mind Out of her fucking mind To think I would let a nigga take what’s mine Speaking bout them/but ain't speaking bout me Let me show y’all how I serve it banji Like B A N J I I Book frequent flyer miles cause I’m booked Kelly Price Could never do it like this so why would you try If you talking outta pocket its must you die Bitch I’m tryna eat Get my slice of the pie and if a lame nigga hate Give his body to the sky like This beat is a kiki Straight biting my swag On the come up tryna be me Bitch keep it cute We ain't in it for the repeat My flow like butter all these nigga tryna eat me Chicken wings and my pork fried rice, pigeon toed stance Full lips looking right Bitch I’m doing me Cameos on Vice Got meetings with networks tryna get these coins right Right Nigga just do it like Nike Talking big moves on Skype Do it how I like So you know I never think twice These hating mother fucking only hating out of spite like Hey Hello Hey Hey Hello What? Hey Hello 
Is anybody out there?
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