[Intro]

I was just in New York

Right outside of baby's

That nigga said, "Wait, what was up with these tees, ma? You fresh ho?"

I said, "Matter of fact, I am"

[Chorus]

We hang and we shake, and we fuck when we make love

Nigga, slow down, you messin' up my makeup

Say you got something for me, it best be papers

See, I don't got time, I'm tryna get this cake up

[Verse]

These niggas be on some calm and collect shit

'Round the globe, baby, moving real reckless

Too many flows, sometimes, it get hectic

Breakfast, then I shower, put on my necklace

Checklist, got a nigga feeling erected

My tip is that you gotta hop on the fences

Might dip, since I been catching offenses

I ain't saying that shit for nothing, I'd be offended

If you gon' do somethin' about it, then apprehend me

But you gotta catch me first, speedin' off in a rented

You would've thought it was a Bentley, way I carried the truck

In the back's, a bad bitches, a couple of them Dutch

Got a couple of bucks 'cause niggas rapping my stuff

Damn, I really thought it was luck

T6 pat my shoulder, said you always been up

That's my nigga, that's my dog, and he not one to bluff

[Chorus]

And we hang and we shake, and we fuck when we make love

Nigga, slow down, you messin' up my makeup

Say you got something for me, it best be papers

See, I don't got time, I'm tryna get this cake up

Hang and we shake, and we fuck when we make love

Nigga, slow down, you messin' up my makeup

Say you got something for me, it best be papers

See, I don't got time, I'm tryna get this cake up

[Outro]

Get this cake up

Wait up, I know these motherfuckers hate us, hate us

I'm just tryna get the cake up, cake up