Paddy Kake - Waka Flocka Flame, Loudiene, Krazy Blacx

Ay, ay, ay

Ay, Lex Luger on the beat so what the fuck you think?

Paddy cake, paddy cake, bake a brick (bake a brick)

I’m in the traphouse, bitch we ain’t servin'

We got bows, we ain’t sellin' no Os

We drivin' lows, sendin' word coast-to-coast

Fill his body up with holes, wipe his nose

We made millions in the trap, we want more

No cap, got good clean for your nose

Every play I catch, I break it with the bros

Wipe the cocaine off your nose, quit that crazy stuff

She just snorted off the stove, you some freaky fuck

She just wanna fuck,

I got two-hundred for you if you bring her

I’m so young nigga, and I’m really gettin' it

I got Michigan for real, and they really gimme

Any time I call, they gon' flood the kitchen

Young nigga ball, I ain’t work with snitches, take 'em off

Last nigga tried to snitch, you know we knocked 'em down

I ain’t lyin', I keep 21, they ride with me

Paddy cake, paddy cake, bake a brick (bake a brick)

I’m in the traphouse, bitch we ain’t servin'

We got bows, we ain’t sellin' no Os

We drivin' lows, sendin' word coast-to-coast

Fill his body up with holes, wipe his nose

We made millions in the trap, we want more

No cap, got good clean for your nose

Every play I catch, I break it with the bros

Six figures on my neck (for real)

I’d die for my respect (for real)

Fuck a bitch, chase a check (for real)

If you owe me money, where’s it at?

Fuck a nine, that’s a tech

I came up off a set (for real)

I’m in love with the drugs, I got issues

bricks on groupie hoes

Pink toes, white hoes

White hoes, white toes

Traphouse like stove

Dually truck, overload

I throw the load on a stripper (for real)

I fucked her twice 'cause I tipped (for real)

Hundred K, paddy cake, bake a brick (bake a brick)

I’m in the traphouse, bitch we ain’t servin'

We got bows, we ain’t sellin' no Os (nigga)

We drivin' lows, sendin' word coast-to-coast

Fill his body up with holes, wipe his nose

We made millions in the trap, we want more (Flocka!)

No cap, got good clean for your nose

Every play I catch, I break it with the bros (with the bros)

Bow!

Bow!

Bow!

All you heard and what you seen was gunsmoke

Fuck that nigga bitch slow, pull up, he a no-show

Whole hood on go,

When we ride on a nigga we get loaded Lambos

You a opp, hoe (hoe)

Nine times out of ten, the hood gon' fuck your hoe

How could you respect a nigga and you know he snitchin'?

Niggas grew up Ninja Turtles, that ain’t how we livin'

I’m in the Double-R Drop and the top missin'

Phone call away, the brick man pull up

Rich ass nigga, big gut, tattoos, and icy

Waka Flocka Flame and ain’t no other nigga like me

Paddy cake, paddy cake, bake a brick (bake a brick)

I’m in the traphouse, bitch we ain’t servin'

We got bows, we ain’t sellin' no Os

We drivin' lows, sendin' word coast-to-coast

Fill his body up with holes, wipe his nose

We made millions in the trap, we want more (f-f-flex)

No cap, got good clean for your nose

Every play I catch, I break it with the bros

Squad!

You gotta work hard, fuck nigga, get off your ass, catch your own play,

fuck nigga

On god, nigga

Squad!