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wit the cake

Ace Hood
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Dirty in the mall, going loco with the cake Five cars sitting tall, going loco with the cake Ten on some Cali bud, going loco with the cake Then I hit the strip club, going loco with the cake Glitter up my wrist, going loco with the cake Went and Gucci'd up my bitch, going loco with the cake Rev the five with the beans, going loco with the cake I put on my whole team, going loco with the cake Now hold up, wait a minute, let the bad boy in it I been off about a minute, now this menace on his grizzy Where you been? To every city, stacking money to the ceiling Rubber bands, twenty grands in my pants, fuck with me! I am Ace to the double O-D and I gotta O-D with all this cream Going on a loco, hello fellow, yellow off Camaro, they know who it is Switching gears, boy you see what's in this ear Peep the freezer on my chest, think my jeweler made a mess Got me twenty chains on, you can't even see my neck Always on the phone with money, boy they know I'm so obsessed Underrated in the game but I'll die for my respect We the best, Ace Hood, cut the motherfucking checks, nigga Dirty in the mall, going loco with the cake Five cars sitting tall, going loco with the cake Ten on some Cali bud, going loco with the cake Then I hit the strip club, going loco with the cake Glitter up my wrist, going loco with the cake Went and Gucci'd up my bitch, going loco with the cake Rev the five with the beans, going loco with the cake I put on my whole team, going loco with the cake I'm going loco with the cake, I think I lost my mind Get Emmitt on the phone, cause I can't see the time He put diamonds in the face, he done tricked a nigga again Talking about a necklace when I coulda bought a Benz I'm going loco in the hood, you local in your hood I got four mojo's in the trunk and five-oh-two under the hood That's a hundred grand cutlass, a five star bitch And if you think I ain't thugging, I go loco in this bitch Thirty-two shot Glock clip hanging out the bottom Let off but I miss and my young niggas got 'em Yo Gotti fuck nigga, you think you go harder? This Ridgecrest, Afghanistan, we loco with them choppers Dirty in the mall, going loco with the cake Five cars sitting tall, going loco with the cake Ten on some Cali bud, going loco with the cake Then I hit the strip club, going loco with the cake Glitter up my wrist, going loco with the cake Went and Gucci'd up my bitch, going loco with the cake Rev the five with the beans, going loco with the cake I put on my whole team, going loco with the cake Got sniper boy, rifle boy, piper boy, spider toy All my rims Eiffel boy, kush I need a lighter boy Ether G, GHG, PSC, BAV OMG, TTG, CTE, we be deep VOL or PRP, AR heat, they RV SRT, SRG, Sergeant Dro, yes I be Plus I got that vest on me, Bankhead jewels they flex on me Westside bitch I'm in the club I got that Tec on me Extra geek, Tecs on me, twenty, nothing less on me Spend that twenty at the bar, whole club, that's on me Haul it out, call it out, count it up, ball it out I'm turning up, I'm turning up, Dro that what they talking 'bout Dro that what they talking 'bout, Dro that what they talking 'bout