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for the cake - gallo lyrics

[intro]
these beats are so fresh

[chorus: nick gallo]
for the cake
for the cake
for the cake, b*tch
it’s for the cake
for the cake
for the cake, b*tch
i keep it real while you acting like a fake b*tch
i let ’em talk but it’s me who’s going places
for the cake
for the cake
for the cake, b*tch
it’s for the cake
for the cake
for the cake, b*tch
i keep it real (yeah) while you acting like a fake b*tch (what’s up, what’s good?)
i let ’em talk but it’s me who’s going places (uh)

[verse 1: nick gallo]
been all about my money like a teller at the bank (bank)
fill it up and then i overload like gas up in the tank (tank)
with my homies i’m a mobber, working all around the clock (clock)
sweeping b*tches off they feet like they some dirt beneath the mop (mop)
women telling me they love me but they only love my job
‘cuz if i never stuck to rapping they would have on all they tops
go and bump this at a party tell your friends about the kid (kick it)
rolling papers, getting high like thermometers when you sick
i’ve been at this sh*t for ages, palm is itching, need my payment
attacking any beat i hear like it’s freddy versus jason
me and verce f*cking amazing, at plymouth we getting wasted (yeah)
these phony motherf*ckers gon’ be taking all my phrases
but i just let ’em do it ‘cuz i’ll always get the royalty
buy a couple songs they start acting like they be knowing me
so when they wonder all the reasons why i do it
i say “it’s for the cake” give the finger, keep it moving
b*tch

[chorus: nick gallo]
for the cake
for the cake
for the cake, b*tch
it’s for the cake
for the cake
for the cake, b*tch
i keep it real while you acting like a fake b*tch
i let ’em talk but it’s me who’s going places
for the cake
for the cake
for the cake, b*tch
it’s for the cake
for the cake
for the cake, b*tch
i keep it real while you acting like a fake b*tch
i let ’em talk but it’s me who’s going places

[verse 2: verce]
walk into the party, eyes popping like a nine (nine)
a white kid spitting flames like it happens all the time (time)
it’s mr. steal your girl but never charge for the crime (crime)
and ten cents with me so i’m rolling with the dime
and let’s turn up
overfill all dem cups
act tough
crying just because our life gets rough
but it’s nine
let’s rip some shots
we may get high
but i’m all about my cake and i’m here to make a lot (lot)
hands in the air
they say i’m good, i’m well aware
i’m impaired, thought i’d share
take the game, the cake is near
you know that music bumping
we see them b*tches humping
and ballin’ ain’t a thing, you can catch me donald trump*ing
we all be wanting money
rep the b but got no honeys
see me shining like a star, all around me is just sunny
i smoke that green and stack it (stack it)
can’t touch me like a cactus (cactus)
and verce and gallo take the game quick, and that’s a fact, b*tch!

[chorus: nick gallo]
for the cake
for the cake
for the cake, b*tch
it’s for the cake
for the cake
for the cake, b*tch
i keep it real while you acting like a fake b*tch
i let ’em talk but it’s me who’s going places
for the cake
for the cake
for the cake, b*tch
it’s for the cake
for the cake
for the cake, b*tch
i keep it real while you acting like a fake b*tch
i let ’em talk but it’s me who’s going places

- gallo lyrics

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