Lady Gaga - Cake Like Lady Gaga (feat. Paul Blair) | Текст песни

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• Cake Like Lady Gaga (feat. Paul Blair)

Stuntin’ all day, swag on 100 million,
Private plane like Lady Gaga,
Sip champagne like Lady Gaga,
Sold-out show like Lady Gaga,
Big bank roll like Lady Gaga,
Iced out wrist, iced out chain,
I’m diva in the fucking game, everybody knows my name
Diamond ring like Lady Gaga, Diamond ring in your face
Fuck ‘yo faith, drink bitch, fuck ‘yo life, trick bitch
I’m caked up and i’ll fuck ‘yo wife, fuck ‘yo life you bitch ass trick
Ill post it in the trap, strapped with the A-K,
Aimin’ at ‘yo fitted cap,
Cake like Lady Gaga (x5)
I roll all the good shit, you rollin’ on that veggie bitch,
I roll like Lady Gaga, Lady Gaga in this bitch,
Roll all fuckin’ day, Donatella on you hoes,
Donatella got ‘dem clothes, Donatella bounce fo sho
Chopper In the chopper on the way to a sold-out show,
Lady Gaga, bitch ass trick, I put that on my poppa jo
I’ll mop you all across the floor, snatch ‘yo fuckin’ weave out bitch,
In front of Paparazzi singing Paparazzi in this bitch
Ill post it in the trap, strapped with the A-K,
Aimin’ at ‘yo fitted cap,
Cake like Lady Gaga (x5)
Fuck the world like Lady Gaga,
Run the world like Lady Gaga,
*something* pearl like Lady Gaga,
Burka swag like Lady Gaga,
Twitter on, 30 million, under 30 hundred million,
30 Million fans straight, fannin’ like my children children
Ask my man, *something*
Ask anybody, I’m rich, homie i’ve got plenty,
Shut shit down like Lady Gaga,
Iced out Crown, and new ship Prada,
I sun you son, ask ‘yo father
Scull Tattoo, I hate ‘yo daughter
Ill post it in the trap, strapped with the A-K,
Aimin’ at ‘yo fitted cap,
Cake like Lady Gaga

Ayo, I'm Lady Gaga.
You know I'm Lady Gaga
Lazer cut up, lot a mesh
Mugler show, I'm Lady Gaga.

Bad bitch is gonna walk the runway
Walk bitches like Lady Gaga
Ortenberg, you can suck my dick
Walk bitch you ain't Lady Gaga

Nicopanda got style trick
Cathy Horyn, your style ain't dick
Walk a mile in these foot high heels
I run in these you ain't running shit

You chew beef, I wear meat
And stay on top of
I’m getting fat and so is my bank
I’m on a sold-out world tour bitch