"CARROT CAKE" lyrics
Wynne & Christo Lyrics
Look you marks
Nobody step to me 'til I find out what this is all about (Christo)
I happen to have a little dough on me and I ain't taking no chances
'Fore you speak, just be aware I'm keeping score, green and orange
On my handbag, carrot cake, I need a fork, si señor
You can cut my check, but you can't crease the force, we indoors
And all that jazz, all that, all that, it's all that
'Fore you speak, you should be aware I'm keeping score, green and orange
On my handbag, carrot cake, I need a fork, si señor
You can cut my check, but you can't crease the force, we indoors
And all that jazz, all that, all that, it's all that
'Fore I speak, PPB can't be reformed
Used to slide by, now I'm yelling back, "Free the boys"
Got it dusty in my area, we need to sweep the floor
My phone used to have a ring, but now we're divorced
Anyways, Raf just came with the getaway
Iced Mezcal and Minute Maid 'til me and that mix might integrate
Not saying I'm feeling myself, need that shit, I'll get it myself
They need my help, I'm really black belt with it
Selling it, go to hell with it
I'm corner, all net, y'all messy, Lionel
That's stressing me out
Gotta go get the tints in all black
Get a cuban linx, no bobcat
Your ex calling me, that's Xfinity
But his beard don't connect, call Comcast
Why's he crying now? Stop that
That's yours now, no swap backs (Don't do that, don't do that, don't do that)
My name in your mouth like All That
Don't talk back, ho
That's just how it was, they can count it up, it's a dub
And that dick a robbery the way I make it stick up
I make the doors lift up, like Simba
Last winter
In the backseat using on your man to heat up
'Fore you speak, just be aware I'm keeping score, green and orange
On my handbag, carrot cake, I need a fork, si señor
You can cut my check, but you can't crease the force, we indoors
And all that jazz, all that, all that, it's all that
'Fore you speak, you should be aware I'm keeping score, green and orange
On my handbag, carrot cake, I need a fork, si señor
You can cut my check, but you can't crease the force, we indoors
And all that jazz, all that, all that, it's all that
Nobody step to me 'til I find out what this is all about (Christo)
I happen to have a little dough on me and I ain't taking no chances
'Fore you speak, just be aware I'm keeping score, green and orange
On my handbag, carrot cake, I need a fork, si señor
You can cut my check, but you can't crease the force, we indoors
And all that jazz, all that, all that, it's all that
'Fore you speak, you should be aware I'm keeping score, green and orange
On my handbag, carrot cake, I need a fork, si señor
You can cut my check, but you can't crease the force, we indoors
And all that jazz, all that, all that, it's all that
'Fore I speak, PPB can't be reformed
Used to slide by, now I'm yelling back, "Free the boys"
Got it dusty in my area, we need to sweep the floor
My phone used to have a ring, but now we're divorced
Anyways, Raf just came with the getaway
Iced Mezcal and Minute Maid 'til me and that mix might integrate
Not saying I'm feeling myself, need that shit, I'll get it myself
They need my help, I'm really black belt with it
Selling it, go to hell with it
I'm corner, all net, y'all messy, Lionel
That's stressing me out
Gotta go get the tints in all black
Get a cuban linx, no bobcat
Your ex calling me, that's Xfinity
But his beard don't connect, call Comcast
Why's he crying now? Stop that
That's yours now, no swap backs (Don't do that, don't do that, don't do that)
My name in your mouth like All That
Don't talk back, ho
That's just how it was, they can count it up, it's a dub
And that dick a robbery the way I make it stick up
I make the doors lift up, like Simba
Last winter
In the backseat using on your man to heat up
'Fore you speak, just be aware I'm keeping score, green and orange
On my handbag, carrot cake, I need a fork, si señor
You can cut my check, but you can't crease the force, we indoors
And all that jazz, all that, all that, it's all that
'Fore you speak, you should be aware I'm keeping score, green and orange
On my handbag, carrot cake, I need a fork, si señor
You can cut my check, but you can't crease the force, we indoors
And all that jazz, all that, all that, it's all that
