Cake

They lovin' it, worldwide Boss Don, PD5 Chorus: You niggaz don't want me to shine, these niggaz don't want me to grind I'm, about my money nigga These niggaz don't want me to live, these niggaz 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 blow I've been coolin' niggas off like the AC, one minute your hot The next minute your not Drop the album, nobody copped it, nobody believed in the game Without the boss don wave Funny how, niggas turn funny style, I just let the money pile Bitches scream skeet it on my tummy oww I was in the room seekin closure, smokin on the dosure Cru juice get me and my dudes loose Moon roof, seen my nigga head pop out I need a lead back out, and about to head back out OG, niggaz ain't know me, got 'em put down, left 'em stinkin' Shout to my niggas that's in Lincoln Bezey on the arm like aqua This niggaz a lame, my life is a saga Oscars, niggaz tryna cop 'em off the runway Bring the gunplay, fuck my bitches in one day Some say, Bigga you the illest nigga yet to come Get the vest for them, and I tango with the best of them Left with them bitches that night at the China Drove 'em to the diner, I like em finer Owwwww Chorus: You niggaz don't want me to shine, these niggaz don't want me to grind I'm, about my money nigga These niggaz don't want me to live, these niggaz just want me to bid Bid, up in the prison system Niggaz know I'm about to get rich, they know I'm about rich Uh, I'm 'bout to get cake Yayo, got white, got blow --- Cake - Max B