Cakes Da k**a - Saki Bomb lyrics

[Verse 1: Cakes Da k**a] A basic b**h can't even live up to a URL You play the back, I'm in the front bumping Blu Cantrell My n***a Saint could cook it up because the truth I tell Now I'm in heaven with a halo cause the flows too ill I was known for coming at these n***as sideways Come and try me, I'll f** your man right in his lobby She something feisty, so fake b**hes don't like me Drunk mouth, sober thoughts So if you stepping tread lightly like Since I'm in the booth let me hit you with another one Serpent when we s**ing, python with the split tongue Come get me if a n***a really want some Take a couple shots, drink it up till the liques done Got a n***a sprung now I'm all up in his income Got me living good, overseas with the Asians When I make it clap talking standing ovations Run it back- reparations [Hook: Cakes Da k**a] Bartender pour it up like what we sipping on Jet Beauty of the Week with no make up on It's a Friday night, flashing lights, young Nia Long Now all my b**hes make it drop like a Saki Bomb Like a Saki Bomb drop it like a Saki Bomb Jet Beauty of the Week with no make up on Body right, keep it tight, young Nia Long Now all my b**hes make it drop like a Saki Bomb Bad b**hes do ya thang mama shake it up (3x) And gon' and drink it up (2x) [Verse 2: Cakes Da k**a] I was out in Sydney spilling wine all on my linen sheets You know you want a piece cause all these groupies want the best of me Just sniffing all in my recipes This thirst must be a necessity Like b**h I work for mines, it's grind time So motherf**ers check for me Let's go f** around and hit n***as with the blueprint Cakey doez this, pop bottles on a cruise ship Million dollars tricks, tits out like a nudist And I'm two-faced, switch it up like a Rubix Living good like rich b**hes off Clueless Ain't a turn up hit n***as with the deuces I'ma need a shot salt rim and a pool stick Line it all up, corner pocket,straight ruthless But why these critics say my flow the f**ing rudest? I'm just that truth tella, so get the hipped to the movement A drug dealer's seed, my pops genes got me stupid But this internet got this rap sh** polluted [Hook: Cakes Da k**a] Bartender pour it up like what we sipping on Jet Beauty of the Week with no make up on It's a Friday night flashing lights young Nia Long Now all my b**hes make it drop like a Saki Bomb [Interlude: Saint] The audacity of these f**boys Ya'll could never Ya'll could never (Laughs) [Verse 3: Cakes Da k**a] Turn up He got me so tipsy, I'm rolling in hickies Just stuttering and muttering A thou thou thot that beat ta beat ta bea He feeling all up on me me me me me me Rubbing all on that mea mea mea mea mea meat No I ain't no thot though, but I'm hot though Like yee dee deee I got b**hes that rock b**hes who act vicious C-unit stitches, we too ambitious, the crew malicious These carbon copies spit game, all fictitious They appetizers, entrees All delicious [Hook: Cakes Da k**a] Bartender pour it up like what we sipping on Jet Beauty of the Week with no makeup on It's a Friday night flashing lights young Nia Long Now all my b**hes make it drop like a Saki Bomb Like a Saki Bomb, drop it like a Saki Bomb Jet Beauty of the Week with no make up on Like a Saki Bomb, drop it like a Saki Bomb Jet Beauty of the Week with no make up on We don't salute these b**hes/we just rebuke these b**hes. (9x) k**a I think I'm f**ed up