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letra de cakewalk - frankie goldie

[intro]
cake walk (devereaux)
this a cake walk
throwing money in a circle it’s a seance
say dog, what you say dog? (yeah yeah yeah)

[chorus]
cake walk
this a cake walk
throwing money in a circle it’s a seance
say dog, what you say dog?
i been grinding all day without a day off
cake walk
this a cake walk
throwing money in a circle it’s a seance
say dog, what you say dog? (yeah yeah yeah)

[verse 1]
wake up and smell the folgers
wear you winter coat cause this sh-t gon’ be more sick leaving bl–dy noses (yeah)
focus on your folding and knowing just when to hold ’em
take them dice and roll ’em we going until the morning
h-ll has finally frozen over it’s colder than minnesota
i’m dropping off that pack i just got back from arizona (yeah)
live my life up on the road i should be signed to general motors
i whip that arm and hammer put that coke inside that cola
warming up the stove the pot is hot it’s boiling over
turn off all the burners pouring out the extra water (yeah)
got that fork up in the pot but i don’t scr-pe the bottom
listen up and watch as i package and pack the product
triple beam dreams serving heads like the guillotine
eating all them crumbs that was f-cking up my self esteem
never had sh-t but i was l-sting for them finer things
back up in the kitchen and i whip another feast
[chorus]
cake walk (devereaux) this a cake walk
throwing money in a circle it’s a seance
say dog, what you say dog? (yeah yeah)
cake walk. this a cake walk
throwing money in a circle it’s a seance
say dog, what you say dog?
watch me whip it up b-tch i’m the cake boss
cake walk. this a cake walk
throwing money in a circle it’s a seance
say dog, what you say dog?

[verse 2]
the streets took my heart and then they went and broke it
bout to sneeze up on the track allergic to the bullsh-t
tried to play me close cause i ain’t never had no closure
still ain’t crying bout a b-tch i went and bought a rolex
(?) yeah that paper do aerobics
sleep when i’m dead cause it’s no bed of roses
no rest for the wicked but no way i can’t afford it
b-tch i’m really ballin’ keys is 23 like jordan
my breakfast drink promethazine enjoy the little moments
going hard in the paint put that on my dead homies
rushing out the door i got a flight up in the morning
made accommodations i’ma make it for the storm hits
2024 opened the door out in new orleans
more money than you seen before
important that you see it though
really hate to see it though
lamborghini painted toe
i just wanna match my whip, hit the strip i’m read’ to go
another year older i’m colder than frozen oceans in nova scotia the hustle took me under but i kept going
this that motivation the emotional rollercoaster is finally over
i’m the throne i’m in my zone b-tch
cake walk, this a cake walk (yeah)
[outro]
welcome to jugg motivation motherf-ckers
cake walk

- frankie goldie

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