Bow Wow - Caked Up Lyrics

All my homies racked out, balling like stack house
Eat that p**sy but I'm grabbing mine for takeout
Big body Maybach, backseats laid back
Just for a walkthrough, that's 25 racks
Bad bitches in here, must be out here
Chain light the club up, I know it ain't fair
Snap back, no no, hoe love the wabes though
Never going broke bitch, money off the A-hole

What now, nigga it's bad
Talk slick, get 2 piece, Chris Childs
Cheah, and I'm smoking that good,
Rappers fear me like niggas fear shook

2x Hook:
All my niggas caked up, balling like the Lakers,
Better cuff your bitch dog 'cause we might take her.
All my niggas caked up, balling like the Lakers,
Better cuff your bitch dog 'cause we might take her.

Shorty tryin to holler so that we can kick it
But my girl watching, slide the homie yo digits
Hands stay itchy, gotta get paper
Let the money stack up, fuck these haters
Girl stay calling, blowing up my dealings
hit her on Tuesday, next day her best friend
Real shit, true story
Word to the motherfucking jeweler, cop 10 rollies
Nigga what, nigga I'm the shit
1.5 million sitting on my wrist
Mustard on the beat, straight club banging
I don't owe a nigga no motherfucking labor
At all

Nigga, it's bad
Talk slick, get 2 piece, Chris Childs
And I'm smoking that good,
Rappers fear me like niggas fear shook

[2 x Hook:]

I'm looking for them bad bitches, bad bitches,
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches.
I'm looking for them bad bitches, bad bitches,
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches.

All my thug niggas, thug niggas
Thug niggas, thug niggas, thug niggas
Thug niggas, thug niggas, thug niggas
All my thug niggas, thug niggas, thug niggas.


Thanks to August Freeman for correcting these lyrics
 

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