Babycakes Lyrics by tobi lou
Can I do some new shit?
Can I do some new shit?
D’ let’s do some new shit?
(Don’t it feel like the summertime?)
Treat me like yo’ Babycakes
Take me to your favorite place
Tell me when can you escape
Pick another day or what (Day or what?
Call me just to say Wassup (Say wassup)
Fuck me in the latest truck
Fuck me on the regular (everyday)
Money like a register (getting paid)
Runnin’ cross America
What you drawin’ weapons for (what you drawin)
Nothin’ like the metaphor (nothin like it)
Please leave a message for…
How ya like the new me? (How ya like it)
You can see right through me (Psychedelic)
I been getting loose leaf
I just wanna blow trees
But I ain’t smokin’ no weed
‘Less you got that OG
You know where to find me
Ay you know where I’m hiding
You know what defines me
So act like you know me (Act like it)
Don’t act like you don’t see
When you get around me
Why do I feel lonely
Why do I feel
Why do I feel
When you get around me
Why do I feel lonely
When you get around me
I feel like I’m rolling
(Rollin, Rollin, Rollin…)
(Rollin in that bish)
When it feels…
Like I’m fuckin up the bag
When it feels like I’m fuckin’ up a bag
I hate that
I got chills runnin’ up and down my back
I’m attached
to the way that I’m living out my life
it ain’t right
So I know what I gotta do tonight
but I’m not
I just keep going like a fuckin clock
I don’t stop
I just fucked on my baby like a thot
I’ma thot
I just did that photo-opp naked
cuz I’m hot
They keep telling me I gotta open shop
I restocked
What you want I got I everything you want
What you need
What you see is not everything I am
I would hope
that you don’t judge a book by it’s cover
But fuck it
I’m dat muhfucka
And I ain’t trynna hide it no mo’
From Tokyo to LA like Hideo Nomo
Only time I stop smiling when I see the popo’
If I take the doors off is it still a 4 door?
(What kinda question is that?)
Okay…I just had to know-know
Pull up from the logo
That’s how deep I do it
You make my earth quake (ugh)
I can’t sleep right through it
So don’t make me wait
Baby shake I’m open late
And i need you to-
Tr-Tr-Tr-Treat me like your Babycakes
Take me to your favorite place
This could be a our great escape
Pick another day or what
Oh why God holdup
Baby turnt me to a slut
Taste so good I ate it up
Buss it when I’m waking up
Used to have to take the bus
You know I been savin’ up
Yeah, Like where you wanna go tomorrow
We could take out all our sorrows
Girl you know I’m from Chicago
(Yeah, yeah)
That’s just how we do
Drill it like a power tool
Put this on an hour loop
You could get it in the shower too
Damn, I’m so high I need a parachute
Perish Blue