JAY ROCK - Easy Bake lyrics
rate meFt. Kendrick Lamar & SZA
(Intro: Jay Rock)
This shit is fresh out the oven
Fresh out the oven
(Verse: Jay Rock)
I'm back in this bitch, nigga ya know what's up
Stackin' my dividends
Straight out that gutta so ya know just what ya dealin' with
Highly belligerent
But that's way before the liquor hits
Roll that kushy kushy, rub on her goodie goodies
Crush her so good, she all on my timeline now
Lookin', lookin', she tryin' to sabatoge my thing
Neva go brazy when you're deep inside the pink
I'm lowkey like a drug dealer
So don't snitch, my nigga, get yo chips, my nigga
Mind yo business, I minds mine, let's get rich, my nigga
Take our family on trips, my nigga
But if ya try me then your wig I'ma split, my nigga
And I ain't tryin' to kill my own kind
But we always losin' to the wrong place at the wrong time, no lie
And they wonder why us niggas always get high
Spend a thou-wow on it just to get fly
Anotha thous-wow on it just to get by
Fuck it, only got one life to live
Got to push it to the limit, do it big like
(Hook)
What? This shit is fresh out the oven
Whip game cold, man this shit 'bout to bubble
Big bank rolls, either hate it or luv it
It's anything goes, just as long as ya thuggin'
Just as long as ya thuggin', yeah it's fresh out the oven
Whip game cold, man this shit 'bout to bubble
Big bank rolls, either hate it or luv it
It's anything goes, just as long as ya thuggin'
Just as long as ya thuggin'
Big bank rolls, just as long as ya thuggin'
Whip game cold, just as long as ya thuggin'
(Verse 2: Jay Rock)
I pull up and park, hop out and swag
Grab the Glock out the trunk, otha Glock in the stash
Just a regular nigga, with no chains or nothin'
If I do get sum' shines, ya try to snatch
There's repercussions, and concussions
Ya know what's after that, end of discussions
I came a long way from eatin' free lunches
From Mary County checks to makin' these numbers
Oh Lord, I'm just reminiscin'
Kill the beat, sum' intervention on sum' inner vision
I don't know, cause I'm just goin' with the flow
Whateva's required, I got it goin' for the low
(Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar, Jay Rock)
I parted ways with my old self, I'm a new man
New face with a new stone and the blue van
Blew weight on a bad day with my loosies
Suitcase full of merchandise, that's my new plan
This my new wave, this my new tan
This my summer days in the tropics by the cool sand
This my shakin' down ya niggas' pockets, I don't do friends
And I don't do trends
Fuck it though I'll ride with ya then!
Bring the troops in
I'll fuck around and let 'em loose then
We'll give 'em blues then
Oh fuck it, call me Bobby "Blue" Bland
Aye ya a fool man
Ridin' by ya, swervin' at the intersection
Baby come and get yo blessin'
And she gon' fuck with this erection
(Verse 4: Jay Rock)
I got sumethin' good for all these hoes
She got to want the Betty 'fore I call these hoes
Now if I paid for yo dress and yo perm
That means ya an investment, bitch
I'ma need my goin' return
(Verse 5: SZA)
Itchin' for a climax lasting past 11:30
Do ya got it like that, do ya really got it like that?
Itchin' for a purpose, I can't seem to scratch the surface
I ain't got it like that, do I really got it like that?
Ya keep talking 'bout time, I got none
Ya can find me where
The sun don't neva end and the waves don't part
Ya don't pay enough of my rent, don't start
I got big dreams and ya got quick scheme to get rich quickly
And I don't wanna waste anotha hour
Really need to take anotha shower
Dirty for ya
