FAT JOE lyrics : "Cupcake"
Hey yo Shyke, we don't give a $#&@ about that recession
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(*##$ I'm on the grind movin' 'em cupcakes (cupcakes)
Man bust open that duct tape
I'm ah show ya how to do a thang wit ah (beam wit ah)
Show ya how to run a team wit ah
(*##$ I'm on the grind movin' them cupcakes (cupcakes)
Man bust open that duct tape
^!$$% let me show you how to work that (work that)
Drop it in the water watch it double back
I got that white (*##$ (white (*##$) color it you raise
The best in the kitchen have you ^!$$%s scrappin' plates
Got that hard %#@! the soft %#@! anyway you want it
Got that Mac if they talk %#@! don't nobody want it
With the G to the O to the D of the ghetto yeah we stays on that rock %#@!
Packing heavy metal
Got the beast (beast) I ain't talking 'bout no treble
I am a menace to society a motha$#&@in' rebel
Yeah she's askin' for the scissors but I hit it from the back
Yeah she cost me hugs and kisses but you could just call me crack
Got them dulies wit me ^!$$%s and them flags is off black
Couple cuffies in the duffies and we headed for the track ((*##$!)
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Spoken a new rocks in the kitchen workin' two pots
Tell 'em supper's ready time to feed the block
Got 'em cupcakes movin' like clockwork
West sittin' on 67 1 vert
Grippin' grain ridin' wit 'em cupcakes
Young green $$# ^!$$%s don't touch weight
750 ya cup that's what it's goin' fo'
White girl on deck do you know it brah?
And I can introduce you to a brotha too
And he'd have you ridin' in that purple coupe
Put a five on him man see what he do
Unless you be a nutty greedy mah$#&@a you
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Cupcakes! (Cupcakes!), yeah who want them cupcakes?
Got 'em for the low watch me bust open that duct tape
Want a Little Debby we call that (*##$ jailbait
And need a whole key well that's called bail cake
A thousand of the butter watch it spread through the hood
If you get it how I get it you be %#@!tin' if you could
Watch you ^!$$%s (?) yeah we jump a lead it
Throw our money at the sun screamin' how we net it
With my Palm Beach ^!$$%s Shyke on the track
This is slow flow killah like a knife in your back
Yeah I'm nice with the raps nicer in the kitchen
Tell the judge suck my dick I'ma serve him in the prison ((*##$!)
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Yeah Benisour we don't see no recession ^!$$%!
Every time you see me clean ^!$$%
my sneakers clean they sit
my love is clean
my top is off the (*##$es clean
them dimes is clean
lot of ya'll $#&@ ^!$$%s be havin'...
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