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Cupcakke

Genres: Hip-Hop

Navel Lyrics - Cupcakke

Let it bang on a hoe 

Big toy, G.I. Joe 

You can't fuck, that's a no 

I am picky, afro 

Bank on tic-tac-toe 

All you see is 0, 0, 0's 

Bitch, you know I'm in my glow 

Eat up the beat, I'll take it to go 

I don't answer the phone 

Bitch, run me a letter 

Slide to my crib if you got me some cheddar 

His blood spill when I shot the Beretta 

I had to walk home, in the inside I sweat her 

I don't let shit fly by, I just make souls fly high 

Kill him with his tie, kill him with his tie 

Kill him with his tie, that's tie-dye 

 

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Pass that money 'round like hot potato 

Hoes circle, got bread like a bagel 

Throw hands to his face like a facial 

That bullet hole look like a navel 

Pass that money 'round like hot potato 

Hoes circle, got bread like a bagel 

Throw hands to his face like a facial 

That bullet hole look like a navel 

 

Big money, feeling pumpy 

Adios, can't get shit from me 

Five meals in my tummy 

Equals up to your rent money 

Don't let your nigga play you like he's Stevie 

He do a triple take when he see me 

I might just talk to him real briefly 

Tell him to drop you off then come eat me 

That's if you like it or not 

I'm a business woman on top 

And I don't Facebook 

'Cause my face booked on every fucking flyer that drop 

This that knock, knock, who's there? 

Front porch, front porch, you 

Bitch, if you don't answer this door right now 

Bullets 'bout to come through 

Play if you want, today I got time 

I wouldn't even phone even if I was blind 

Who said I can't rap? That lil' bitch lying 

I'm bringing that heat like the clothes is dry, so stop it 

Bitches ain't on my profit 

I'm a messy bitch so watch it 

I'ma spill the tea and not mop it 

Bitch mean muggin', wearing pony tails 

So I'm guessing she a bum dummy 

So I beat her ass into the rubber band 

Like I need that for more money 

Cone head bitch, 'bout to be missing toppings 

Take off her head like a discount shopping 

Come to the block, don't put me on the block 

With his dread head schemin' 

That's a motherfucking plot twist 

 

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Pass that money 'round like hot potato 

Hoes circle, got bread like a bagel 

Throw hands to his face like a facial 

That bullet hole look like a navel 

Pass that money 'round like hot potato 

Hoes circle, got bread like a bagel 

Throw hands to his face like a facial 

That bullet hole look like a navel 

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