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baked, Cupcake Joe
Cops he hate though
Cupcake Joe
One day Joe he was taken to custody (cupcake cupcake)
'Cause adding drugs to your cakes is a felony

Aye need a bitch that, aye
Need a bitch that, aye
Need a bitch that feel like summer
Ima do what I want, when I wanna
Smoke dreams, get baked

Readin' a magazine, eatin' on a bag of chips
Thinkin' bout food stamps, Munchies bitin' my lip
Baked like couch potatoes, wit' extra chives
I'm

search for a way out but there's nowhere to hide

I'm the only survivor in a world gone wrong
I have a craving, a need to fulfill
But the baked beans are

rather just into my dream land and stayed away to where I make my cake get baked and state in my Jay's to where I make my cake get baked and skate in my

come true
But this time life baked me the sweetest apple pie
Life is not up, life is not down
How many times have you feared to drown
But then you kept

baked
Put him in a grinder, turn him to shake
Only my family stay where I stay
Roll a nigga up put him in rotation
Pardon my gun I don't keep it on safety

your punk ass out, neck brace nigga
I do the same shit I learned on sex-tapes with her
New money, call it cake, fresh-baked, nigga
Hungry, bullets

time
And i’m roll my weed
And take one to the brain
I keep one rolled yeah I'm always puffin
Yea I stay baked cause nigga I love it
Had nothing but now

of ground in front of the barn
That's sun baked and rain soaked and part of the farm
But now it lies empty, so cold and so bare
Gulliver's gone but his

of ground in front of the barn
That's sun baked and rain soaked and part of the farm
But now it lies empty, so cold and so bare
Gulliver's gone but his

me saucy with the light cream
It's lightning
See me dripping like I'm icing off the cake cuz I'm frosty and I'm baked
I need those

Flossy like my

O.G.

Tech N9ne Collabos

O.G.

me A. Yates

[Chorus]
I'm hella fine like the food at Ollie Gates
Strawberry baked bean mixed plate
So everybody just bounce rock skate
Can't

Count The Beers

Darius Rucker

When Was the Last Time

2017

along
She likes the big screen and the home team 
And wants seconds of my chicken and my baked beans
It might not be love, like our love was 
But girl

to her

Had a conversation tuned in frequency

Cannabis-infused got baked frequently

Secretly creep with me love Incredible 

Savored, devoured organic

the yeast and baking soda here we go



We got the yeast and baking soda, here we go!
Here we go!

Baked goods, gone bad 
Now crumbs, so sad
Baked goods, gone

of that hate shit
Momma see my face, I'm never phased
The cake I baked it
Boy I gotta say, I know a throwa

I just got up and got through it
I do not care

the oven
Baked with peaches and cream
Tied up in a box
And wrapped with a bow
And given to me
To love all life long
Your Mcaleigh's
Chocolate Orange

Wake up, chase the bag that's the regime
Heard we getting money now they all on me
I'm like, i might floss some ice on my baked beans
I smell them

blessed like the angel
On Rolls Phantom grill
Don’t make me hit my brake lights
It’s a cold world, but it don’t taste right
Gotta get it baked right
Eyes in

Cookies, cookies
Cookies gettin' baked percs and purple soda
Codeine fiend bitch I'm sippin' wock tuff
Perc got me itchin' ion really give a fuck
Me

taught me
The lessons are sad
But now I’m awake
All better go well for the sake
Last in the kitchen I baked
Now that I’m here
808 Hurt
Friction and tension

a bifocal
He saying he batman he asking real joker
Now i got money i used to be broker
I can give you front
That's called a flouter
Shawty let's get baked i

rise
Watched it rise, watched it rise
Little Red Hen, she watched it rise
Are you getting hungry?

Little Red Hen, she baked the bread
Baked the bread,