PATTY CAKE
[Intro]
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(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)
Okay, let's go
[Chorus]
Okay, she think she running me, this bitch just wasting her time
Okay, she with me for life I just send her to the crime
She want my heart but it's slime, I'm in the A with the iron
I'm in New York with the iron, I feel my ex like why
I feel like a Michelin man 'cause I'm a fucking tyrant
I feel like a businessman 'cause I got all of these ties
It's crazy I'm living the life that I live, my opps just living to die
Hе told what he saw we shoot out his eyеs I'ma tell him difficult like this shit pride
[Verse 1: Chow Lee]
Bitch, I do not fuck with my ex bitch, I said what I want I don't text shit
I sound like I got on my template And I sold him a poor girl's purse
He playing Russian roulette and we ain't going nowhere but the set
And them bullets fire like bread and bitch I'm a thugger he like sex
[Verse 2]
I felt my bitch she a head I'm doing drugs till I'm dead
I just been rolling up meds
All of my wigs with bulletproof like I was running for pres'
I felt that bitch in the back of my bed, yeah, I made her a fan
I got a brand new chance with this shit feel like a dam
I felt a bitch named Carly and her friend looking like Sam
Hundred bands come in the mail I cannot wait till it land
I felt that bitch and her friend that's why I feel like the man
[Verse 3]
Told my bitch to wait up for this dick and do not go to bed
I love all the noise her mouth make when she giving me head
We ain't waiting till the crib to fuck did that shit in the car instead
No, I'm not from the stand but I'm still saying that I said
We ain't have no more cops so she said that's okay I'll do the hand
I hate when a bitch cunt dolo bitch don't you know I'm a glam
Why the fuck did you not bring a friend? I let it slide this time don't do it again
You smooth scarred you the pastor how the fuck we still saying?
[Verse 4: Cash Cobain]
I'm going in for the win
Same thing I need a bitch like Sam
Since you slacked I'm stopping my bitches at 10
After I hit it I'm going with the win
He said after I hit it I'm going with the win
After I hit it I go to your friend and after I hit it I go to your twin
I fuck up a car and I fuck up a bin
Slacked I think I did it again
[Chorus]
Okay, she think she running me, this bitch just wasting her time
Okay, she with me for life I just send her to the crime
She want my heart but it's slime, I'm in the A with the iron
I'm in New York with the iron, I feel my ex like why
I feel like a Michelin man 'cause I'm a fucking tyrant
I feel like a businessman 'cause I got all of these ties
It's crazy I'm living the life that I live, my opps just living to die
He told what he saw we shoot out his eyes I'ma tell him difficult like this shit pride
[Outro]
You are now tuned into Lovelee Sextasy Radio
Okay, alright, let's go
You are now tuned into Lovelee Sextasy Radio
(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)
Okay, let's go
[Chorus]
Okay, she think she running me, this bitch just wasting her time
Okay, she with me for life I just send her to the crime
She want my heart but it's slime, I'm in the A with the iron
I'm in New York with the iron, I feel my ex like why
I feel like a Michelin man 'cause I'm a fucking tyrant
I feel like a businessman 'cause I got all of these ties
It's crazy I'm living the life that I live, my opps just living to die
Hе told what he saw we shoot out his eyеs I'ma tell him difficult like this shit pride
[Verse 1: Chow Lee]
Bitch, I do not fuck with my ex bitch, I said what I want I don't text shit
I sound like I got on my template And I sold him a poor girl's purse
He playing Russian roulette and we ain't going nowhere but the set
And them bullets fire like bread and bitch I'm a thugger he like sex
[Verse 2]
I felt my bitch she a head I'm doing drugs till I'm dead
I just been rolling up meds
All of my wigs with bulletproof like I was running for pres'
I felt that bitch in the back of my bed, yeah, I made her a fan
I got a brand new chance with this shit feel like a dam
I felt a bitch named Carly and her friend looking like Sam
Hundred bands come in the mail I cannot wait till it land
I felt that bitch and her friend that's why I feel like the man
[Verse 3]
Told my bitch to wait up for this dick and do not go to bed
I love all the noise her mouth make when she giving me head
We ain't waiting till the crib to fuck did that shit in the car instead
No, I'm not from the stand but I'm still saying that I said
We ain't have no more cops so she said that's okay I'll do the hand
I hate when a bitch cunt dolo bitch don't you know I'm a glam
Why the fuck did you not bring a friend? I let it slide this time don't do it again
You smooth scarred you the pastor how the fuck we still saying?
[Verse 4: Cash Cobain]
I'm going in for the win
Same thing I need a bitch like Sam
Since you slacked I'm stopping my bitches at 10
After I hit it I'm going with the win
He said after I hit it I'm going with the win
After I hit it I go to your friend and after I hit it I go to your twin
I fuck up a car and I fuck up a bin
Slacked I think I did it again
[Chorus]
Okay, she think she running me, this bitch just wasting her time
Okay, she with me for life I just send her to the crime
She want my heart but it's slime, I'm in the A with the iron
I'm in New York with the iron, I feel my ex like why
I feel like a Michelin man 'cause I'm a fucking tyrant
I feel like a businessman 'cause I got all of these ties
It's crazy I'm living the life that I live, my opps just living to die
He told what he saw we shoot out his eyes I'ma tell him difficult like this shit pride
[Outro]
You are now tuned into Lovelee Sextasy Radio