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feat rico love ta fat joe - cupcake (feat. rico love & ta) - fat joe lyrics

hey yo shyke, we don’t give a f-ck about that recession

[chorus]
b-tch 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
b-tch i’m on the grind movin’ them cupcakes (cupcakes)
man bust open that duct tape
n-gg- let me show you how to work that (work that)
drop it in the water watch it double back

i got that white b-tch (white b-tch) color it you raise
the best in the kitchen have you n-gg-s scr-ppin’ plates
got that hard sh-t the soft sh-t anyway you want it
got that mac if they talk sh-t don’t n-body want it
with the g to the o to the d of the ghetto yeah we stays on that rock sh-t
packing heavy metal
got the beast (beast) i ain’t talking ’bout no treble
i am a menace to society a mothaf-ckin’ 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 n-gg-s and them flags is off black
couple cuffies in the duffies and we headed for the track (b-tch!)

[chorus]

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 -ss n-gg-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 mahf-cka you

[chorus]

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 b-tch jailbait
and need a whole key well that’s called bail cake
a thousand of the b-tter watch it spread through the hood
if you get it how i get it you be sh-ttin’ if you could
watch you n-gg-s (?) yeah we jump a lead it
throw our money at the sun screamin’ how we net it
with my palm beach n-gg-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 d-ck i’ma serve him in the prison (b-tch!)

[chorus]

yeah benisour we don’t see no recession n-gg-!
every time you see me clean n-gg-
my sneakers clean they sit
my love is clean
my top is off the b-tches clean
them dimes is clean
lot of ya’ll f-ck n-gg-s be havin’…

- feat rico love ta fat joe lyrics

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