Cak3 by R3X Wonder Lyrics
CAK3
(Prod. R3X Wonder)
[Verse 1: R3X Wonder]
Counting my Guap on the regular
And my biddie got cake it ain't regular
All these rappers be hitting my cellular
But they pieces of cake is molecular
Both in spirit and pockets, I get Bruh
But my slogan is big money get it Bruh?
In the zone, alone is where I fitted Bruh
Not with copy clones with no "fitted's" Bruh
Stacking my cake on the regular
Mr. money in bank, Imma wrestler
Gotta trash talk it like I meant it Bruh
All that shit you flaunted ain't better Bruh
Imma smack down all ya cheddar Bruh
Like stone cold Stevie get him Bruh
Can't buy me, soul be ahead ya
Bitch I came to collect like creditor
[Hook:]
Stackin up my cake
Icing(I seen) all my money
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Red velvet suit
Told her gimme cake like foreigns do
Baby foreign boo
Red bones and some yellow to
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[Verse 2: R3X Wonder]
People lacking,what defines worth?
I be juggin till my arms hurt
Trapping they soul like I'm smooth Bryson
Haters won't move , not "untill R" -
3 -x's(is), and they all calling
Feigning seconds, I'm still first
Hanging with prophets, they all scholars
All of these hoes love a kid lvrk
Lending you real 'fore they scope all us
Fuck a 12 they don't see worth
Bitch I ain't stackn like only dollars
Mind over matter my greed cured
Biddie erotic, my girl Madonna
Booking me photos, no face and shirt
Haters be mixing the wrong product
But I brought the cake for the rebirth
Whipping up levels like searching for parking
Eye got to the roof of they temple and parked in
I made myself comfortable, pardon the squadron and sorry I brought my new purple pet dolphin like
Yeesh!
Tell em that boy trip that often
Chi!
Vacayed to the new garden
Si!
Brought my three friends, Steve martin
Yuh!
Triple up my stack, no bargain
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[Hook:]
[Tesla:]
"The universe is spiritual and we are only half of that, the universe is more moral than we and we should get to know it's nature and harmonize our lives with it..."
(Prod. R3X Wonder)
[Verse 1: R3X Wonder]
Counting my Guap on the regular
And my biddie got cake it ain't regular
All these rappers be hitting my cellular
But they pieces of cake is molecular
Both in spirit and pockets, I get Bruh
But my slogan is big money get it Bruh?
In the zone, alone is where I fitted Bruh
Not with copy clones with no "fitted's" Bruh
Stacking my cake on the regular
Mr. money in bank, Imma wrestler
Gotta trash talk it like I meant it Bruh
All that shit you flaunted ain't better Bruh
Imma smack down all ya cheddar Bruh
Like stone cold Stevie get him Bruh
Can't buy me, soul be ahead ya
Bitch I came to collect like creditor
[Hook:]
Stackin up my cake
Icing(I seen) all my money
---
Red velvet suit
Told her gimme cake like foreigns do
Baby foreign boo
Red bones and some yellow to
---
[Verse 2: R3X Wonder]
People lacking,what defines worth?
I be juggin till my arms hurt
Trapping they soul like I'm smooth Bryson
Haters won't move , not "untill R" -
3 -x's(is), and they all calling
Feigning seconds, I'm still first
Hanging with prophets, they all scholars
All of these hoes love a kid lvrk
Lending you real 'fore they scope all us
Fuck a 12 they don't see worth
Bitch I ain't stackn like only dollars
Mind over matter my greed cured
Biddie erotic, my girl Madonna
Booking me photos, no face and shirt
Haters be mixing the wrong product
But I brought the cake for the rebirth
Whipping up levels like searching for parking
Eye got to the roof of they temple and parked in
I made myself comfortable, pardon the squadron and sorry I brought my new purple pet dolphin like
Yeesh!
Tell em that boy trip that often
Chi!
Vacayed to the new garden
Si!
Brought my three friends, Steve martin
Yuh!
Triple up my stack, no bargain
----
[Hook:]
[Tesla:]
"The universe is spiritual and we are only half of that, the universe is more moral than we and we should get to know it's nature and harmonize our lives with it..."