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Marcus Brown, It's goin' down, On Autotunes
Fresh up out the club, we be on our grown shit
Say she trying to fuck, I'm already on it
We gon' cake it
That's right, tonight girl we gon' cake it (Ooh yeah)
I can be yo' man, you can be my sweet heart
I can cook you dinner girl, just let me see yo' link card
When we cake it, We gon cake it
Shawty cut off yo' phone, and put them goddamn kids to sleep
You already know what I'm on, since day one we been some freaks
Soon as we get in them sheets girl you know what it's finna' be
I'm bouta' beat that pussy down like it stole somethin' (What?)
Well shit, we was at the party, she was talkin' to me like she wanna' kick it wit' me at the crib
I told her I was wit' it but her girlfriends trippin
Tell them other bitches we gon' have to get it how we live
Fuck up outta' here, lil' mama you gotta' be tweakin' for thinkin'
That we can be smokin' and drinkin' and I ain't finna hit that
And when I eat it up, beat it up, skeet it up, Aw, you got a link card? Yeah, let me get that
Fresh up out the club, we be on our grown shit
Say she trying to fuck, I'm already on it
We gon' cake it
That's right, tonight girl we gon' cake it
I can be yo' man, you can be my sweet heart
I can cook you dinner girl, just let me see yo' link card
When we cake it
Let me see yo' link card when we cake it, when we cake it, cake it
Link card, link card, let me get that link card
Link card, link card, shawty let me hold that link card
Link card, link card (Ooh yeah, ooh yeah)
Link card, link card, shawty let me get that link card
Link card, link card, let a nigga hold that link card
Let me get that link card, let me get it up out cha' girl
Let me get it up out cha' girl
Ooh girl I'm finna' put it on yo' ass
And when I get through I'm finna go to Save-A-Lot
And get me a big ass box of Cheerios
Get me some orange juice, get me some apple juice
Girl I'ma tear that ass up and I'm goin' to Whole Foods
And buy everythang in that mothafucka' and come right back
And I'm gon' get in that ass
And when we wake up in the morning baby
I say, when we wake up in the morning
I'ma cook us some food baby
I say I'ma cook us some food baby
But I ain't finna' wash no dishes bitch you done lost yo' mind
Shawty is you crazy? Shawty is you crazy?
Bitch you done lost yo mind
You think I'm finna' make you some mothafuckin' green eggs and ham
What is you sayin' bitch? What the fuck is you tweakin' on?
Aight, I quit


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Written by: Marcus Brown

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