Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cake Remix, artist - Mik. Date of issue: 17.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cake Remix |
| They said I wouldn’t last five minutes in the game |
| Well, family, who’s laughing now? |
| Now I just sit back, laugh, make more than a half |
| While I’m doing shows in town |
| One cake, two cakes |
| Three cakes, four |
| Five cakes, six cakes |
| Seven cakes, more |
| I’ve hit the B-E-double-L-Y |
| Go ask about me, I’m cakey |
| Redskin hustler, born in the eighties |
| Ex girl, she’s on my casey |
| Turn up to your show, won’t spit till I get paid |
| Bottle of 'gnac in place |
| Peng lighties wanna grind and taste |
| But I never get phased, I’m about my cake, I’m paid |
| Oh, yes |
| Go ask about me, I’m caking |
| Last year, I got a little impatient |
| Took the setback, then I went straight in |
| Lot of these MCs are faking |
| Exaggerating money they’re making |
| Can’t even get a shot of Red Bull |
| Drink token, donnies, they’re wasting |
| Oi, listen up, mate |
| Man already know that man ah get cake |
| Back then, would’ve saw me on the strip all late |
| Nowadays, man ah get it on a different wave |
| If times were hard and I’m on my face |
| Man ah would’ve came to your yard for the cake |
| Won’t get no custard with that cake |
| Get a backhand, you’ll be holding your face |
| You’ll be holding your face, all my mandem are cakey |
| Got a lightskin gash something like Cakey |
| Trust, 'nuff gyal out here wanna date me |
| But I tell them I’m out for the cakey |
| Still telling promoters «eff you, pay me» |
| If you wanna hear a full FT lineup |
| Tell a man that’s gonna cost you cakey |
| We’ll eff up the rave so crazy, boom |
| They said I wouldn’t last five minutes in the game |
| Well, family, who’s laughing now? |
| Now I just sit back, laugh, make more than a half |
| While I’m doing shows in town |
| One cake, two cakes |
| Three cakes, four |
| Five cakes, six cakes |
| Seven cakes, more |
| Yo, yo, look to the left, look to the right |
| All I see is cake in sight |
| I hit the belly so hard |
| Even Fatboy’s coming round for a bite |
| I’m not here for a scuff or fight |
| Can’t you see that the Air Force Ones |
| On my feet, they’re clean, they’re overly white? |
| Looking like a murder scene, what a sight |
| Cake, I make no mistake |
| Time is money, no time for a break |
| Last year was amazing |
| Next year, I’ll make it great |
| Finders' keepers, keepers take |
| That’s why I got so much on the plate |
| When I was a yout, I didn’t have much |
| That’s why I stuff my face with the cake |
| I know about cake, you can ask M |
| I ain’t here to try make no friend |
| Tryna spend 'nuff and make it again |
| If you got a lemon, then I’mma take ten |
| Then dash one to the prick that holds my skeng |
| If it gets peak |
| I ain’t tryna let man dent man’s beak |
| Dig up the big one, use it again |
| Ring off your rasclart, then pretend |
| Like I had no idea |
| And I was just chilling with my girlfriend |
| Smoking blem and watching telly |
| These time, man, I was holding the semi |
| Tryna get more cake for my belly |
| Chicks see me, they’re like «you're that guy» |
| So I hit the B-E-double-L-Y |
| Came in it so dippy, could’ve came out of I |
| They said I wouldn’t last five minutes in the game |
| Well, family, who’s laughing now? |
| Now I just sit back, laugh, make more than a half |
| While I’m doing shows in town |
| One cake, two cakes |
| Three cakes, four |
| Five cakes, six cakes |
| Seven cakes, more |
| I hit the B-E-double-L-Y |
| Go and ask Fatboy, I tell no lie |
| If it ain’t cake, then it’s all long |
| Don’t waste my time, I’m cool, I’m fine |
| I hit the B-E-double-L-Y |
| Go and ask Fatboy, I tell no lie |
| If it ain’t cake, then it’s all long |
| Don’t waste my time, I’m cool, I’m fine |