This is a song about "Fudge cake"

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

But it not that hard when your sweet as a cake

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate

Maybe your lungs will make me a nice cake.

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

I start, to hyperventilate, i didnt get the cake.

I wipe cake from my eyes, gather up the courage

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

I get my cake; i love hip hop

So i took another shot

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

[ding ding] oh hi there maid what have you got for me today? no cake?

Now you can't cake no moe

My niggas is winning though