Loco Wit The Cake (Album Version (Edited))
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Spent 30 in the mall, goin' loco with the cake
Five cars sittin' tall, goin' loco with the cake
Ten on some Cali weed, goin' loco with the cake
Then I hit the strip club, goin' loco with the cake
Glittered up my wrist, goin' loco with the cake
Went and Gucced up my face, goin' loco with the cake
Rapid fire with the beams, goin' loco with the cake
I put on my whole team, goin' loco with the cake
Ay who wanna start a food fight? Get yo' attitude right
'Fore I put this cake all in yo' face and have yo' crew like
Who that is? Ace Hood! Ye ain't know that's Ace Hood?
Ask around in every projects, they say that boy face good
Push a Range Rover on them 24's, I skate good
Crazy with the paper, ice all over my Ace Hood chain
Niggas tell me I need hoes to educate me good (brain)
Take the package up to Tampa, come back home and get paid
Seven days up out the week, that's when a nigga gotta get paid
Quit yo' hatin', get on yo' job and hope you can get paid
Like Ace, like who? Like me!
That's why every bitch she tryna fuck me like me!
Spent 30 in the mall, goin' loco with the cake
Five cars sittin' tall, goin' loco with the cake
Ten on some Cali weed, goin' loco with the cake
Then I hit the strip club, goin' loco with the cake
Glittered up my wrist, goin' loco with the cake
Went and Gucced up my face, goin' loco with the cake
Rapid fire with the beams, goin' loco with the cake
I put on my whole team, goin' loco with the cake
I whip them pots like it's chemistry, got an F in chemistry
Took the weed and turned it green, now that's what I call chemistry
That's what I call enterprise, call my work the enterprise
Twenty zips, beamin' up to Scotty in my Enterprise
Smokin' in my spaceship, floatin' through the galaxy
They callin' me a shootin' star, leave holes all through yo' cavalry
Gangsters, goons and killers, only niggas on my salary
They all got charges pending, murder, burglaries and battery
Niggas tryna battle me end up findin' a tragedy
Laid out on the floor and breathin' fast and lookin' up at me
Stamp on me, play me in yo' Chevy when you're scramblin'
Ruthless than a motherfucker with a hundred grand on me
Spent 30 in the mall, goin' loco with the cake
Five cars sittin' tall, goin' loco with the cake
Ten on some Cali weed, goin' loco with the cake
Then I hit the strip club, goin' loco with the cake
Glittered up my wrist, goin' loco with the cake
Went and Gucced up my face, goin' loco with the cake
Rapid fire with the beams, goin' loco with the cake
I put on my whole team, goin' loco with the cake
And you can call me Mr. Cash Flow, money out the ass
Thuggin', gettin' paper, what you think that Louie bag ho?
Pull up in that stupid whip, hundred for the stupid wrist
Stupid this, stupid that, loco with the money bags
Lamborghini Murciélago, girl you got a stupid ass
Gucci this, Louie that, ridin' with them paper tags
And my bitches bad as hell, juicy Louie Gucci bags
All my niggas love the swag, Bentley phantoms back to back
Twenty grand a show, you gon' love it, tell 'em holla back
Fame you a dummy, blow 'bout thirty on the whip and then swang
On them 30's, I drop the top on the'vert and switch lanes
On them haters, I'm throwin' paper to make 'em spin
Spent 30 in the mall, goin' loco with the cake
Five cars sittin' tall, goin' loco with the cake
Ten on some Cali weed, goin' loco with the cake
Then I hit the strip club, goin' loco with the cake
Glittered up my wrist, goin' loco with the cake
Went and Gucced up my face, goin' loco with the cake
Rapid fire with the beams, goin' loco with the cake
I put on my whole team, goin' loco with the cake