Lyrics Get 2 Werk - Cakes Da Killa, Rye Rye

Get 2 Werk

Y’all infant ass n***ahs in my hand-me-downs
Cause I’m buzzing now
I’m out in London town
I’m going round for round
And the telly got you jelly
Really getting mines if you ain’t know already
Bad bitches on call cause I run that
Bad bitches on deck where your funds at
Call you my little sis cause I done that and everything I get I know you really,
really want that
Fuck a hating bitch and they escapades
Fuck around and fuck your n***ah in his escalade
I’ll fuck around and put your shit in full retrograde
For the cross you bare
For the price I paid
But I ain’t hear to speak on the fucking path I paved
Or I spent a summer week in them Sydney waves
Hey be like
How’d this bitch get back in the mix I will break my fast just to eat this bitch
New designer shit means new designer clique
Good soles on the strip when I walk with a limp
Walk with a limp mean them hips gon switch and these groupies wanna bite like
they serve me on a dish
Serve me on a dish I know they really, really wish
Oh my God Cakey back in the mix
Really, really, really don’t see it for the bitch
How he really, really gonna do it like this
I tell em
Don’t stop
Get tah work (8x)
How’d this bitch get back in the mix
I will break my fast just to eat this bitch
How’d this bitch get back in the mix
Haters really, really wish they could freak it like this (2x)
I tell em
Don’t stop
Get tah work (8x)