Letra de ' Crushin In Da Club ' de Cakes Da Killa

I rocked a party that rocks ya body
Got enough for a dime, the time in the gutter
I told him meet me on the piers, he offer the shotty
I see you really tryna sip on the hottest of toddies
Never fake the fuck, my tooth so cocky
Tryna groove to the beat, just sit and watch me
Got 'em talkin' real smooth, measurements so stalky
Made him roll another L while I sip my sake
Spark that first before you spark me
And if the munchies comin' down, just nibble my body
The codename is piranha, hands off the Prada
Crying glass tears 'cause the feels on dada
Onе hit of this got 'em singing like a choppa
Cakes, you so bad, can I bе ya baby father?
It's no trauma, Mary J up out the sauna
But why the whole scene telling me you a problem?

He's a bad one, tell 'em spark the blunt
I'm too grown to be crushing on a thug
Don't touch there 'cause the gun might bust
All these boys wanna uh, uh, uh
He's a bad one, tell 'em spark the blunt
I'm too grown to be crushing on a thug
Don't touch there 'cause the gun might bust
All these boys wanna uh, uh, uh

He's a bad one, he's a bad one, he's a bad one, he's a bad one
(Spark the blunt)
He's a bad one, he's a bad one, he's a bad one, he's a bad one
(Crushin' in da club)
He's a bad one, he's a bad one, he's a bad one, he's a bad one
(Spark the blunt)
He's a bad one, he's a bad one, he's a bad one, he's a bad one
(Crushin' in da club)

All these boys wanna uh in the club
All these boys wanna uh in the club
All these boys wanna uh in the club
All these boys wanna uh, uh, uh

All these boys wanna uh in the club
All these boys wanna uh in the club
All these boys wanna uh in the club
All these boys wanna uh, uh, uh

This is the part where the flow gets vicious
Why every ex tryna mind my business?
Known for moving fast, switch it up with a quickness
Posted with a papi, uncut like his dick pic
Might've let ‘em top, but I'm far from ya missus
Pop these players like tops on a mystic
Get this, yes I'm pretty and petty and delicious
Never been the type to be macking on a limp dick
Hold that call, it was never that serious
One hit of this let me know that you feelin' it
Twistin' up the facts, man you talkin', not hearin' it
You can play dumb when you playin' on the next bitch
Check this, diamonds on my ears match the necklace
Mob too wild, ain't no player gon' correct it
Dior carry on my flights, lookin' reckless
Birds on the block gon' squat 'cause they relentless

He's a bad one, he's a bad one, he's a bad one, he's a bad one
(Spark the blunt)
He's a bad one, he's a bad one, he's a bad one, he's a bad one
(Crushin' in the club)
He's a bad one, he's a bad one, he's a bad one, he's a bad one
(Spark the blunt)
He's a bad one, he's a bad one, he's a bad one, he's a bad one
(Crushin' in the club)