Lyrics Keep It Goin' - Cakes Da Killa, Calore

Keep It Goin'

Keep it goin', keep it goin', keep it goin', keep it goin'
(Keep it goin', keep it goin', keep it goin', keep it goin')
Stop playin' wit it
Send me to mars if you can’t take my bars
Send me to mars if you can’t take my bars
Send me to mars if you can’t take my bars
If you can’t take my bars, you can’t sit with the stars
Round of applause, you know you want some more
Zsa Zsa Gabor, it’s Cakes and Calore
Conceited bitch like my shit don’t stink
I’m posted up with a dime, both eyes on chink
Betty plottin' on the killer, cause my rhymes ain’t weak
Gotta keep my shit high like Double D’s in a mink
(I'm sayin') I’m the main course, what your girlfriend ain’t
Bubblebaths on the tub, back shots on the sink
Got me feelin' hot to death, my four walls on leak
Put it in my DMs, I got to skate in a rink
I’m just a thick little chick and I’m cute like shit
Backside on drip if he tryna get a sip
Tell ya mans get a grip when I’m lickin' on my lips
Cuz everything that I spit keep him flockin' to my hips
Another sex innuendo working like a nympho
Runnin' up my spine when I’m tippin' to Calypso
That’s pure body lingo, show me how that thing go
Laughin' in my whip, my honey dipped in Lorenzo
And I’m out of hibernation with very little patience
Some next level shit, icebergs on my anklet
How you gon' fake this?
Bitch you can’t make this!
Coke — no ice, sniff a line till I’m faceless
Never let a lame nigga close to me
You just a fan tryna get up in my hosiery
Damn sittin at the top, I’m supposed to be
You bitches still ain’t learn?
I don’t pay for beats, I don’t fuck for likes
Fresh taper on, ya girl too precise
Hate on me, can’t never steal my light
I sunbathe in shade, you can’t maintain your height
Getting paid to, you can’t afford the price