Letras:
Max B Cake

just want me to bid Bid, up in the prison system Niggaz know I'm about to get rich, know I'm about rich Uh, I'm 'bout to get cake Yayo, got white, got

[Common] I'm a Jake I don't bake a cake I'm not a cake daddy you know the type be pullin up in a Caddy with a drop top see when I hoe hop I kick it

is that Go-Hard-Mexican Flowin' through your veins like medicine Wanna be down? On the H-town Real ballas fight for the rebound B-town to motherfuckin

Tina Now I'm out, lampin' in Korea with Talima We moseyin', sweatsuit Adidas, best believe I got the black heater little joint, probably Moschino Yo, Bobby Robby, whattup, Max

we two jiggy niggas always making Too many million dollar affiliations Abbreviation, L L, period I'm platinum every time, it's serious Aiyo we serious when we experience millions High rolling to the max

I'm a Jake, I don't bake a cake I'm not a cake daddy, you know the type be pullin' up in a Caddy With a drop top, see when I hoe hop, I kick it to the

caking off niggaz on them CD's and tapes Ask them to scratch a record, you will see he fake If 50 was Puffy, you'd run and go get him a cheese cake Take

(feat. Max B) [Chorus:] G's up nigga, ho's down If the bitch can't swim she gon'drown Runnin the streets totin' the 4 pound U didn't know we was them

caking off niggaz on them CD's and tapes Ask them to scratch a record, you will see he fake If 50 was Puffy, you'd run and go get him a cheese cake Take