[Intro]
I was just in New York
Right outside of baby's
That nigga said, "Wait, what was up with these tees, ma? You fresh ho?"
I said, "Matter of fact, I am"
[Chorus]
We hang and we shake, and we fuck when we make love
Nigga, slow down, you messin' up my makeup
Say you got something for me, it best be papers
See, I don't got time, I'm tryna get this cake up
[Verse]
These niggas be on some calm and collect shit
'Round the globe, baby, moving real reckless
Too many flows, sometimes, it get hectic
Breakfast, then I shower, put on my necklace
Checklist, got a nigga feeling erected
My tip is that you gotta hop on the fences
Might dip, since I been catching offenses
I ain't saying that shit for nothing, I'd be offended
If you gon' do somethin' about it, then apprehend me
But you gotta catch me first, speedin' off in a rented
You would've thought it was a Bentley, way I carried the truck
In the back's, a bad bitches, a couple of them Dutch
Got a couple of bucks 'cause niggas rapping my stuff
Damn, I really thought it was luck
T6 pat my shoulder, said you always been up
That's my nigga, that's my dog, and he not one to bluff
[Chorus]
And we hang and we shake, and we fuck when we make love
Nigga, slow down, you messin' up my makeup
Say you got something for me, it best be papers
See, I don't got time, I'm tryna get this cake up
Hang and we shake, and we fuck when we make love
Nigga, slow down, you messin' up my makeup
Say you got something for me, it best be papers
See, I don't got time, I'm tryna get this cake up
[Outro]
Get this cake up
Wait up, I know these motherfuckers hate us, hate us
I'm just tryna get the cake up, cake up