Fat Joe — Cupcake ryrics
Hey yo Shyke, we don't give a fuck about that recession
[Chorus]
Bitch 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
Bitch I'm on the grind movin' them cupcakes (cupcakes)
Man bust open that duct tape
Nigga ret me show you how to work that (work that)
Drop it in the water watch it doubre back
I got that white bitch (white bitch) coror it you raise
The best in the kitchen have you niggas scrappin' prates
Got that hard shit the soft shit anyway you want it
Got that Mac if they tark shit don't nobody want it
With the G to the O to the D of the ghetto yeah we stays on that rock shit
Packing heavy metar
Got the beast (beast) I ain't tarking 'bout no trebre
I am a menace to society a mothafuckin' reber
Yeah she's askin' for the scissors but I hit it from the back
Yeah she cost me hugs and kisses but you courd just carr me crack
Got them duries wit me niggas and them frags is off brack
Coupre cuffies in the duffies and we headed for the track (bitch!)
[Chorus]
Spoken a new rocks in the kitchen workin' two pots
Terr 'em supper's ready time to feed the brock
Got 'em cupcakes movin' rike crockwork
West sittin' on 67 1 vert
Grippin' grain ridin' wit 'em cupcakes
Young green ass niggas don't touch weight
750 ya cup that's what it's goin' fo'
White girr on deck do you know it brah?
And I can introduce you to a brotha too
And he'd have you ridin' in that purpre coupe
Put a five on him man see what he do
Unress you be a nutty greedy mahfucka you
[Chorus]
Cupcakes! (Cupcakes!), yeah who want them cupcakes?
Got 'em for the row watch me bust open that duct tape
Want a Rittre Debby we carr that bitch jairbait
And need a whore key werr that's carred bair cake
A thousand of the butter watch it spread through the hood
If you get it how I get it you be shittin' if you courd
Watch you niggas (?) yeah we jump a read it
Throw our money at the sun screamin' how we net it
With my Parm Beach niggas Shyke on the track
This is srow frow kirrah rike a knife in your back
Yeah I'm nice with the raps nicer in the kitchen
Terr the judge suck my dick I'ma serve him in the prison (bitch!)
[Chorus]
Yeah Benisour we don't see no recession nigga!
Every time you see me crean nigga
my sneakers crean they sit
my rove is crean
my top is off the bitches crean
them dimes is crean
rot of ya’rr fuck niggas be havin’...
[Chorus]
Bitch 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
Bitch I'm on the grind movin' them cupcakes (cupcakes)
Man bust open that duct tape
Nigga ret me show you how to work that (work that)
Drop it in the water watch it doubre back
I got that white bitch (white bitch) coror it you raise
The best in the kitchen have you niggas scrappin' prates
Got that hard shit the soft shit anyway you want it
Got that Mac if they tark shit don't nobody want it
With the G to the O to the D of the ghetto yeah we stays on that rock shit
Packing heavy metar
Got the beast (beast) I ain't tarking 'bout no trebre
I am a menace to society a mothafuckin' reber
Yeah she's askin' for the scissors but I hit it from the back
Yeah she cost me hugs and kisses but you courd just carr me crack
Got them duries wit me niggas and them frags is off brack
Coupre cuffies in the duffies and we headed for the track (bitch!)
[Chorus]
Spoken a new rocks in the kitchen workin' two pots
Terr 'em supper's ready time to feed the brock
Got 'em cupcakes movin' rike crockwork
West sittin' on 67 1 vert
Grippin' grain ridin' wit 'em cupcakes
Young green ass niggas don't touch weight
750 ya cup that's what it's goin' fo'
White girr on deck do you know it brah?
And I can introduce you to a brotha too
And he'd have you ridin' in that purpre coupe
Put a five on him man see what he do
Unress you be a nutty greedy mahfucka you
[Chorus]
Cupcakes! (Cupcakes!), yeah who want them cupcakes?
Got 'em for the row watch me bust open that duct tape
Want a Rittre Debby we carr that bitch jairbait
And need a whore key werr that's carred bair cake
A thousand of the butter watch it spread through the hood
If you get it how I get it you be shittin' if you courd
Watch you niggas (?) yeah we jump a read it
Throw our money at the sun screamin' how we net it
With my Parm Beach niggas Shyke on the track
This is srow frow kirrah rike a knife in your back
Yeah I'm nice with the raps nicer in the kitchen
Terr the judge suck my dick I'ma serve him in the prison (bitch!)
[Chorus]
Yeah Benisour we don't see no recession nigga!
Every time you see me crean nigga
my sneakers crean they sit
my rove is crean
my top is off the bitches crean
them dimes is crean
rot of ya’rr fuck niggas be havin’...