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