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letra de cake boss - zaytoven

[verse 1:]
i could sell stank to a scunk
hustler of the year, employee of the month
i just get money, i don’t get drunk
i’m simpley in it for the cake, i need a big chunk
diamonds crunch and munch, no frontin, just [?]
a lotta people stole my style, but they could never take my sp-nk
funk doctor, that’s my unk
my big chains clump
a cl-ster in a bunch, but the diamonds never bump
[?] full of purple punch
do my thing, my diamonds bling, that’s 10 karots, no lunch
chain hang, my back hunch
i don’t trust you, i got a hunch
presidential, no trunk
[?] slump
cake boss
cake boss
i keep all my doegh in clumps
i been around the world twice, but i never been a punk
switch the style, and all the while been trill from the jump
i’m the people’s champ, [?]
cake boss
cake boss
cake boss
cake boss
cake boss
cake boss
[verse 2:]
i got money on my mind, no time to talk
i’m the type that grinds, all season, no sauce
i give it all i got, no excuses, no falts
cause any given day, i could be outlined in chalk
tell the bank manager to open up the vault
anybody hating, no debating, please halt
you ain’t dissin, sneaking pictures of my car
you got caught
another day another blessing, another lesson taught
turn heads everytime i open up my mouth
paul wall smile, bling blow lights out
fully iced out, hurting feelings, oo ouch
40 k and a 40 cal tucked inside my pouch
cake boss
cake boss
many dollars took a loss
i ain’t ever ever made a dollar sitting on my couch
on my paper rout i had to get up out my house
20 karot chain hang heavy so i slouch
cake boss
cake boss
cake boss
cake boss
cake boss
cake boss
cake boss
cake boss
[verse 3:]
dj screw by the galllen stashed in the cabinat
cabbage head bout to dabb it
leaning [?]
ten cars deep, slabbin while you cappin
[?] rolling over haters, leave them flattened
i ain’t really bout no talking, i just make it happen
[?] never ever ever hear my phones clackin
the police and the devil plottin my entrapment
but can’t n0body hold me down, black belt in grappling
i hope to hustle for bread, and right back to trappin
you left a comment talkin down, wasn’t no reaction
but you a lame, i ain’t mad, i’m in my lane laughing
trunk flappin, [?] clappin
cake boss
cake boss
i pulled up on you, saw your face sadden
[?] more wood than a cabanet
everywhere i go i’m strapped up with that thing fassened
[?] packin, fool actin, [?] stackin
cake boss
cake boss
cake boss
cake boss
cake boss
cake boss
cake boss

- zaytoven

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