Cupcakke

Cupcakke - Cartoons lyrics

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Pullin' up on my hit me (skrrt)

Stay armed like a wristband

I don't kick it with no hoe

If you wanna kick it get a kickstand (f**k off)

All these bitches is big fans (big fans)

In my corner is big mans (big mans)

Try to run up on me then saw the Glock and that bitch ran (bewm)

Hella times when I'm makin' rhymes I make these niggas look stupid (look stupid)

A lot of mo'f**kas full of shit so you know they walk around poopin' (they poopin')

I've been droppin' friends like left and right

To be honest none of it hurt me (hurt me)

'Cause a man mouth water when he see me

I'm assumin' that nigga thirsty (you know it)

Sweet as 16, but no it ain't sweet

Mess up the beat with a flow so neat

No we can't kiss you, can't even kiss feet

With Spongebob Squarepants over your teeth

That yellow, yellow, yellow shit (brush that shit)

Niggas buggin', get a grip (get a grip)

Can't take me nowhere but wanna film

Man, you a mo'f**kin' trip

Ring around the rosie (rosie)

Pockets look like guacamole (guacamole)

Pussy good just like Chipotle (Chipotle)

You look like a holey moley (holey moley)

Gotta pray for better days

Bitches weak/week like seven days

Maxi chopper, not no clippers

Line them up then catch a fade



If I see carrots like Bugs Bunny

I'm Batman, robbin' for the money

Strip her, bare feet like The Flinstones

Make a Tom and Jerry whole way home

I'm a snack so I attract Scooby Doo's

Give 'em Smurf dick, that's balls blue

I don't look for niggas so f**k Waldo

Bitch, I'm cocky like Johnny Bravo



Fake hoes, we can't buy (nah)

Put the Glock in you like a tampon

If I step a foot up in a nigga hood

They like "Oh boy" like Cam'ron (they know)

Last year they like "Don't book her" (what)

This year I'm everybody sister (how)

Nosy hoes all in my business when

Bitches should be out pickin' boogers (pick that shit)

Popular bitch, you a popular bitch

Shawty gon' get beat, young chop yo shit

Wanna waste my time, I'm clockin' a bitch

Don't use Scott tissue if you're not with the shits

Hoes act spoiled 'cause they look stale (fake ass)

Bitches foul, not talkin' nails (yuh)

So much money I got paper cuts

While your paper cuts comin' from the mail (ching)

Walk in the club and I'm by myself

But I always attract groups (I do)

I stick around just to shut it down

And hear niggas say that I'm cute (I'm cute)

If I turnt them off that's mute

If you turn me off off that's puke

Told him I'll be right back from the bathroom

And told valet "Come through" (why)

'Cause my time is money, so you gotta treat it precious

I'm just in my bag, TSA can't even check this

Shorty talkin' reckless, choke her like a necklace

Bitches mad my check's longer than a f**kin' check list (hehehe)



If I see carrots like Bugs Bunny

I'm Batman, robbin' for the money

Strip her bare feet like The Flinstones

Make a Tom and Jerry whole way home

I'm a snack so I attract Scooby Doo's

Give 'em Smurf dick, that's balls blue

I don't look for niggas so f**k Waldo

Bitch, I'm cocky like Johnny Bravo



If I see carrots like Bugs Bunny

I'm Batman, robbin' for the money

Strip her bare feet like The Flinstones

Make a Tom and Jerry whole way home

I'm a snack so I attract Scooby Doo's

Give 'em Smurf dick, that's balls blue

I don't look for niggas so f**k Waldo

Bitch, I'm cocky like Johnny Bravo



Boo, boo, boo

And them bullets go "Boo, boo, boo"

(Let's get it)
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Language: English

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