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Yeah I got them yea I got them Don't worry cause I got them It's cover like a condom but I still be busting on them My buzz is just alarming and there's no snooze button on it Living everyday a gift so I get everything I wanted She falling like a commit, crashing, crashing Always got to comment when wasn't nobody asking This ain't hidey hidye hoe I'm from that vadyo Where that shotty atty oh will leave you addy addy os Her body just so cold bet she barely got a pulse Sees that the breads in loads then she want to come and toast Man I feel I got a boast cause I got them lava flow Drop them like geronimo and burn the stage up at the shows We make money we don't let the money make us If you haters want to hate then you could hate us We got that cell phone connection baby we breaking up Bunch of birthdays in this bitch my niggas cake'n up We cake'n up, yeah We cake'n up, yeah We cake'n up, yeah Bakery can't make enough Yeah, yeah, yeah we cake'n up Did my thing she went and wrote my name on it Your picture in her frame but that chick done gave me brain Knowledge no college flow is polished I demolish no apologies Swallow these anytime you want it Got them baller baller tendencies All about a dollar so for all that wasted energy better add some commas We in flannels like nirvana what's a story with no drama I be on that I keep it like promise Tried to keep us in the minus but you those days behind us they tried to find Us now you find us in the finest, yeah Double up you salary I be out this galaxy what they call reality that ain't even Challenging to me We make money we don't let the money make us If you haters want to hate then you could hate us We got that cell phone connection baby we breaking up Bunch of birthdays in this bitch my niggas cake'n up We cake'n up, yeah We cake'n up, yeah We cake'n up, yeah Bakery can't make enough Yeah, yeah, yeah we cake'n up Big bottles of liquor we ain't sippers She don't want you in this section cause you don't tip her Your girl following me got her on my zipper Yes I am Demrick but this isn't twitter Shots to my girls that don't kiss and tell And keep they names under anonymous at hotels Just dope flows no more dope sales Stop ridding coat tails nigga, I won't fail This came from hard work and dedication Late night studio sessions and sedation 10, 20's, 50's, 100's my medication My bank account is graduation congratulations We make money we don't let the money make us If you haters want to hate then you could hate us We got that cell phone connection baby we breaking up Bunch of birthdays in this bitch my niggas cake'n up We cake'n up, yeah We cake'n up, yeah We cake'n up, yeah Bakery can't make enough Yeah, yeah, yeah we cake'n up
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