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break out dat cake - sett & gucci mane lyrics

[intro: gucci mane & sett]
it’s gucci
1017 sett
1152
()
go
uh, yeah
yeah, motherf*cker, it’s personal
and this sh*t ain’t personal, it’s just, it’s how i feel

[verse 1: sett]
drippin’ in bape today, might break out that cake today, oh, yeah, okay (hey)
drippin’ north face today, i got the b*tch face today (her face)
shorty got head*head over her legs*legs, yeah (her neck*neck)
shorty know i ain’t spendin’ bread, shorty is dead*dead (she weak, baby)
everything i got, it be fast (frrt), we don’t give a f*ck ’bout the fеds (frrt, frrt)
puttin’ n*ggas on 13, he fightin’ for his life in the mеd’ (in the med’)
pop them exotic drugs, i move slow off the meds (percs, yeah)
steppin’ on sh*t ’til they dead, n*gga, and know i ain’t scared (i ain’t scared of nothin’)
got a whole lot of backend on him (on him), for sure know we cashin’ that check (that check, checkmark)
b*tch see us, break her neck, this sh*t up on us, we don’t flex (no)
the level i got as a boss (boss), they committed disrespect
only hatin’*ass n*ggas after that (after that), they don’t wanna see me next (next, n*gga)
see me with his b*tch, he depressed, he can call her his ex (whack*ass n*gga)
lame*ass n*gga like him, we for sure give n*ggas an x (x on him, lame*ass n*gga)
n*gga, you know we’ll check, we known for gettin’ n*ggas blessed (amen, phew, yeah, n*gga)
[chorus: sett]
(f*ck the opps)
tryna pump his nuts, he next, all that woofin’ on the ‘net (on the ‘net)
can’t say we don’t spin ’bout nasty, n*ggas know we get back (ayy, paw, we spin)
free stuart, n*gga, keep all the rats, free all the guys, that’s on mack (shh)
i still shed tears ’bout mark, some times that i can’t get back (can’t get back, yeah)
i flew out to vegas with larry (me and larry), spent couple racks on kicks (went balenci’)
and all the times that i was down, i knew 3 had my back (yeah, 3)
my fat boy beef got packs, get it gone, get it back (get it back, get it home)
yeah, i’m always up on go, i’m always movin’, never relaxed

[post*chorus: sett]
i don’t talk ’bout nothin’ and then move like a mafia, n*gga, shoot up, blatt
we get sh*t done, the business, none of that
1152, the job, slatt, slime

[verse 2: gucci mane]
(go)
all this pain and trauma, done been through so much drama (drama)
and all the sh*t i did, i know i put stress on my mama (mama)
rest in peace lil’ dude, the boy was just like my family (dude)
r.i.p. to lil’ quinn, i used to show peace with his daddy (quinn)
i don’t give a f*ck about a grammy, i’m on a yacht in miami (miami)
why you bought sett out of jail? ’cause that young n*gga be snappin’ (sett)
lot of these n*ggas be cappin’, lot of these rappers just rappin’ (d*mn)
might go and shoot a scene in my hood, show ’em where it really all happened (six)
my brother and cousin a trapper, even my auntie a trapper (wow)
say sh*t run in my family, used to have dope in my pamper (well, d*mn)
welcome to east atlanta, don’t get put on that channel (nope)
i robbed that boy in savannah, i put it down in ‘bama (wow)
it go down any time of the day, ain’t n0body safe (grrah, grrah)
i’m stayin’ out of folks’ business, i ain’t in n0body case (shh, shh)
i was dirty broke, lil’ ray, but that was way back in the day (lil’ ray)
and a n*gga robbed me with a desert, but i came back with a k (grrah, grrah)
[chorus: sett]
(f*ck the opps)
tryna pump his nuts, he next, all that woofin’ on the ‘net (on the ‘net)
can’t say we don’t spin ’bout nasty, n*ggas know we get back (ayy, paw, we spin)
free stuart, n*gga, keep all the rats, free all the guys, that’s on mack (shh)
i still shed tears ’bout mark, some times that i can’t get back (can’t get back, yeah)
i flew out to vegas with larry (me and larry), spent couple racks on kicks (went balenci’)
and all the times that i was down, i knew 3 had my back (yeah, 3)
my fat boy beef got packs, get it gone, get it back (get it back, get it home)
yeah, i’m always up on go, i’m always movin’, never relaxed

[post*chorus: sett]
i don’t talk ’bout nothin’ and then move like a mafia, n*gga, shoot up, blatt
we get sh*t done, the business, none of that
1152, the job, slatt, slime

- sett gucci mane lyrics

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