alotta cake Lyrics – Gunna
Singer: Gunna
Title: alotta cake
Yeah ***** call me daddy-o, feel like Biggie
I’m going back to Cali’-o (Cali)
Condo terrace, no, this not a patio (Nope)
Yeah, come stick me, hit me with that antidote (Yeah)
I can sign you lil’ n#gg#s like Alamo (Alamo)
In my business, lil’ *****, you a nosey ho (Yeah)
I tap Thugga, he told Roscoe slam the door (Slam the door)
Ain’t no comfort, you know we getting plenty more (Yeah)
Stack these pennies, now I got a penny loaf
Shawty pretty, I’m tryna get in her throat
Lotta cake, fornicate (Yeah)
What is this? Vertebrae (What is this?)
Diamond lens (Yeah), Cartier (Yeah)
Pockets fat, overweight (Yeah)
********, meditate (********)
Overseas, outta state (Yeah)
Lotta speed, no brakes (Skkrt)
Lawyer fee, beat the case (Beat the case)
Been poppin’ sh#t, let the clan through (Yeah)
Panoramic, my ***** got a glass roof (Yeah)
We pull up with them sticks like they bamboo (Yeah)
Yeah, I put my mans on, what your mans do? (Yeah)
‘Boutta load up, we headed to Cancún (Yeah)
Let your ho get the nut, she a cashew (Yeah)
No mechanic but I got a lot of tools (Yeah)
When you come from that zoo, you know how to move (Yeah)
Networkin’, politics (Politics)
Poppin’ sh#t, Prada kicks (Yeah)
High fashion, got a lot of this (Lotta this)
Opening Ceremony, all types of sh#t (Yeah)
Pull up Rolls Royce, that’s a Cullinan (Cullinan)
Only 63, AMG Benz (Skkrt)
Swimming in the money, knee deep in (Deep in)
And I’m diggin’ in ya honey on the weekends
But I can’t stay long ’cause I gotta go (Go)
Looking for a new *****, Eenie Miny Moe
Call me Wunna AKA Mr. Got-It-On (Got it on)
This Bottega, Armani, and designer clothes (Yeah)
Put this sh#t on , we gon’ finish strong (Yeah)
I can get her head up, I’m a real Capone
Come inside YSL, you can do no wrong (Yeah)
Get some racks in your bag and you bring ’em home
Lotta cake, fornicate (Yeah)
What is this? Vertebrae (What is this?)
Diamond lens (Yeah), Cartier (Yeah)
Pockets fat, overweight (Yeah)
********, meditate (********)
Overseas, outta state (Yeah)
Lotta speed, no brakes (Skkrt)
Lawyer fee, beat the case (Beat the case)
Been poppin’ sh#t, let the clan through (Yeah)
Panoramic, my ***** got a glass roof (Yeah)
We pull up with them sticks like they bamboo (Yeah)
Yeah, I put my mans on, what your mans do? (Yeah)
‘Boutta load up, we headed to Cancún (Yeah)
Let your ho get the nut, she a cashew (Yeah)
No mechanic but I got a lot of tools (Yeah)
When you come from that zoo, you know how to move (Yeah)
(Metro)
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