KyleYouMadeThat, Kaash Paige - All About Cake lyrics

[KyleYouMadeThat, Kaash Paige - All About Cake lyrics]

Man, sometimes I just like to turn up
If you wanna turn up, uh
(Kyle, you made that?)
Turn up with swag, woo, swag, woo

I'm all about cake (Swag)
All about cake, uh (Swag)
Big booty Judy, ayy (Swag)
Just throw it my way
We walk in the party, turn it up
We turn up the place (Okay)
Catch me runnin' up them bands, yeah (Uh)
Put it on your face

Check on my swag (Check me, ooh)
I just copped the bag (Ice me, ooh)
Don't worry 'bout what I'm doin'
Dude, you are not my dad
Check on my swag (Check me, ooh)
I just copped the bag (Ice me, ooh)
Don't worry 'bout what I'm doin'
Dude, you are not my dad

All about cake (Uh) all in my face (Uh)
All about cake yams, I like to bake (Oh)
All about cake, gettin' cake, cake, cake
Gettin' cake
Go to the 'Gram, boo, gon' and make it shake
Turn that ass to rumble (O oh)
Put it on my face (yeah) all about cake
All in my face all about cake (yeah)
Yams, I like to bake (Oh) all about cake
(yeah) , all about cake (Let's go)

Uh, uh, uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh uh
My ice look like water (Like, yeah)
Bitch, we rich like Potter, uh
Bitch, I been winnin' (Winnin')
Sincere, legit
Got these haters so mad, it's torture
Couple freak bitches in jersey (Let's go)
Couple freak bitches in Georgia
(Ha, ha, ha, ha) ayy, big trend setter (Uh)
Louis V sweater, Chorme Hearts leather
He wanna fuck but boy do better
He got a bitch but my shit get wetter (Wet)
I get the bag like go-getter
Walk in this bitch, we hot pepper (Hot, hot)
If she wanna fuck, I might let her (Let, let)
Bitch, you know I'm p-p-p-p-pressure (yeah)

All about cake, uh (Uh)
All in my face, damn (Uh)
All about cake (Uh)
Yams, I like to bake (yeah, ah)
All about cake, gettin' cake, cake, cake
Gettin' cake
Go to the 'Gram, boo, gon' and make it shake
Turn that ass to rumble (O oh)
Put it on my face (yeah) all about cake
All in my face (Oh)

Yo, I just took your hoe, bro (Oh)
I'm kickin' shit, I'm whippin' shit
Been chillin' in the dojo
And your ex, yeah, she with the shit
She come back like a yoyo
Put the ice on my wrist and shit
It's cold just like a froyo
Blowin' gas, uh, I just need some more smoke
Let the kid just get some cudi
I just need some mojo
When you take my pictures, get the angles
Flashy like a photo
Ain't no legs and it's a four door

Check on my swag (Check me, ooh)
I just copped the bag (Ice me, ooh)
Don't worry 'bout what I'm doin'
Dude, you are not my dad
Check on my swag (Check me, ooh)
I just copped the bag (Ice me, ooh)
Don't worry 'bout what I'm doin'
Dude, you are not my dad

All about cake, uh (Uh)
All in my face, damn (Uh) all about cake, uh
Yams, I like to bake (yeah, oh)
All about cake, gettin' cake, cake, cake
Gettin' cake
Go to the 'Gram, boo, gon' and make it shake
Turn that ass to rumble (O oh)
Put it on my face (yeah) all about cake
All in my face all about cake (yeah)
Yams, I like to bake (Oh)
All about cake (Uh) , all about cake

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