[Chorus: Juicy J]
Powder cake, powder cake, baker's man
Cook me some dope as fast as you can
Let me hit this corner with this crack in my hand
And try to make some change by at least a couple grands
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
"Dope man, please, can I get another fix?"
The dope man said "Playa, I don’t give a shit
If your baby mama daughter would lick my dick" (Hoe)
The junkie didn't care, he ain't nothing but a smoker
Do a line with him, and he will sniff a pound of coca
He kinda suicidal, he might hang himself a rope
He tried to snatch my dope, so I bumped him in the shoulder
[Verse 2: DJ Paul]
I got this powder for a nigga, this weed for a nigga
Purple haze for a nigga, purple pills for a nigga
I got that bird for ya boy, that yurp for ya boy
That's thick as a bitch on a pole, purple syrup for ya boy
I got these balls for your bitch, these stars for your bitch
Some more in the trunk, in the garage for your bitch
I got these stones for ya hoe, that one for ya hoe
That get it wise, girl, they be gone on your hoe, yeah
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Powder cake, powder cake, baker's man
Cook me some dope as fast as you can
Let me hit this corner with this crack in my hand
And try to make some change by at least a couple grands
Powder cake, powder cake, baker's man
Cook me some dope as fast as you can
Let me hit this corner with this crack in my hand
And try to make some change by at least a couple grands
[Verse 3: Fiend]
My head down, just came in brown, new ways to smash it down
Torture for turnarounds, how to bring it in and outta town
Cold and ghetto ways, freeze pops
With thirteen year olds still learnin' to squeeze Glocks
They amused by the blaze ripping tissues
Screaming survival, bitch, we don't have issues
Solves it like a Rubik's Cube
Drop them, then leave them clues for screws
Gutter like no other, be 007, it's the M1 weapon
Nothing personal, cuzzo, this only for protection
Plus, I ride all night like tomorrow ain't comin’
And stealing yay is not me borrowing your woman
Want money like the drummings, down the twenties, getting off to the bummies
To be a black rich nigga, I'm coming to kill the stomach rumbling
For now, I use jelly bread and the pan
Till I get them couple Gs in hand
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Powder cake, powder cake, baker's man
Cook me some dope as fast as you can
Let me hit this corner with this crack in my hand
And try to make some change by at least a couple grands
Powder cake, powder cake, baker's man
Cook me some dope as fast as you can
Let me hit this corner with this crack in my hand
And try to make some change by at least a couple grands
[Verse 4: Frayser Boy]
I say hold up, my nigga, time to check out my crack house
Pull over right there, Paul, by the gray and black house
Go and check my fetti so I can peep my money stack out
If niggas been slackin', I'm gon' take some niggas back out
Prep on them a little 'cause a nigga took the back route
Called for it, I pulled up, hand on my crow, was sacked out
Always showin' love, made sure that niggas packed out
Frayser Boy lockin’ down with the Bay, check the facts out
[Verse 5: La Chat]
So if pill-poppin' bitches, I got pills, hoe
I got that syrup, makin' deals, pushin' kilo, joe
I got that hard or that soft that'll get you blowed
La Chat lookin' out for fiends for the low-low
So let me smoke with you, light up a blunt with ya
Even pop a couple pills and get full of liquor
I am the bitch that's takin' over, my nigga
I get you straight, don't want no petty change, just call
And ask about the rate, nigga
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Powder cake, powder cake, baker's man
Cook me some dope as fast as you can
Let me hit this corner with this crack in my hand
And try to make some change by at least a couple grands
Powder cake, powder cake, baker's man
Cook me some dope as fast as you can
Let me hit this corner with this crack in my hand
And try to make some change by at least a couple grands
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