Lyrics:
do it our way
Prune that cake off the plate
Aziwe ke
Singene ke, angithi wena
Uzbona better
Mekufika thina, uboni zfebe
Ubona izdakwa , ubona imfene
Marie-Antoinette used to say
Qu'ils mangent de la brioche
Let them eat cake
Cake
Caramel, carrot, prunes and peach
My berries bring all the boys to the beach
Pimpon
the hatchet
And Murphy came in with the saw
Ah this cake was enough be the powers
For to paralyze any man's jaw
And there were plums and prunes
and your uptight suit,
Show us some funnies that are better than daddies,
Or bake us some cakes that are better than mommies,
Or give us your witties that
stick peel me a prune a glass of skim milk and that's all
Turn off the TV for the Big Mac commercial it's drivin' me right up the wall
And I'm thinkin'
to snakes
They gas you up then tell you ease the brakes
And that's the icing on the piece of cake
Hey fuck them then I said my peace and ate
Then proceeded
Diamonds on my neck
She thought I wasn't listening
But girl I don't forget
Lemons feeling zesty
Prune juice on my vest
Call the principal on me
I be
that's what you wanna do
You could be drinking prune juice who knows
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
sell
It's a cake sell
God Damn It
Pimp of the Nation, I could be it
As a matter of a fact, I for see it
But only pimpin' hoes with the big tush
sell
It's a cake sell
God Damn It
Pimp of the Nation, I could be it
As a matter of a fact, I for see it
But only pimpin' hoes with the big tush
a carrot stick peel me a prune a glass of
skim milk and that's all
Turn off the TV for the Big Mac commercial it's drivin'
me straight up the wall
And I'm
So, pass me a carrot stick
Peel me a prune
One glass of skim milk and that's all
Turn off the TV for the Big Mac commercial
It's drivin' me
Everything's better with cumin
I'm so into food
Sometimes I forget to even chew
I just want some fish legume
Have a bite of cake too
Chimichangas are great dude
Tell her, opp, uh, la-di-da, with my harpoon
Rob his baby mama too, cause, that bitch is a prune
No dissin the goons, we pull up, it's Looney Tunes
We
of fried rice
And two chocolate mice
A slice of toast, a Sunday roast
Vanilla ice cream, a very bad dream
A gingerbread man, a frying pan
A piece of cake
of spades
I can't see you, don't know what you trying to prove
I ain't got to get approved
I can shit on you all day like I ate some prunes
This shit like
niggas askin wats wrong
Bitch Everything
I need a Lil Herb, Wedding Cake no wedding ring
Cook up like Walter White with amphetamines
Look up, flyin higher
eyes, around eleven brush the Ivory
See Selassie an' everything is peace what
I'm all about space cakes and great legs
In French braids smokin' brown dank
get on that nigga level
That's beyond you
That nigga can't be you
Nigga need some oxygen
Shittin' on 'em like raisin prune juice
Corn row let the coon
I just need to feel somethin'
Left the party after two, didn't make it to the room
Slicin' cake up in his coupe, got no key, it's out of tune
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