Correction Lyrics Cake II by 21spendexx

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I have only one thing to say to you today
It’s a jungle out there
You gotta look out for number 2

Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake
All I care 'bout is that
Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake
Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake
All I care 'bout is that
Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake
All I care 'bout is that

You thought you heard the end of the booty eating ballad
My girl epileptic so I toss her seizurе salad
Take a seat at yo cheeks yeah you know I’m having suppеr there
F**k munching box I’m going straight for the Tupperware
Pound if I’m bored, boutta educate a w****
Her poop versus my wood, that’s Brown v Board
Tossing a brunette chick, you know that’s not an Elle
That taint f**kin stank, she ain’t using Cottonelle
Use that a*** like a tuba, make the bootyhole sing
I’m like Mike Tyson the way I pop off in the ring
Started from the bottom, I’m like Drake with no brakes
Feel like D**k Portillo, I make that chocolate cake shake
You ain’t with the sh*ts, but I am, and I will
Make yo girl, c*m and poop, we call that, chocolate milk
Son, I shine where the sun don’t shine
And the bumhole fine and the tongue sublime
This cake so rich, I make her sh*t a brick
I ain’t stain nothin but I still hit a lick
Her a**hole a black hole, I own that Nebula like Disney
And now I’m gonna f**kin reconstruct her chocolate chimney

No face, no pu**y, no t**s, no problem
I just need my mouth on your motherf**kin’ bottom
No legs, no arms, no head, no issue
Lick that booty clean, she don’t need a f**kin tissue
Nope!
All I care 'bout is that

Still an a** man in 2020, yeah there’s no debating
Cake? She got plenty and the platter got me salivating
Fatter than her cat or not, I’ll still be penetrating
Cake batter, my c*m splatter, I’m ejaculating
Madder than a hatter when I go down on the booty
Leave the a** so Red and Baron, you can call me f**king Snoopy
Red Barron like the lil Trump
Unabomb my mouth like Kaczynski with a dump
Bruh I'm a crack addict
Osbourne for this sh*t, that’s a Black Sabbath
And she looking like a snack though
Licking on an a** hole, me and Spee
Back and forth on the tract
With the back magic
Run a crazy train, you know we take up the caboose
Hopping on the Brown Line, loosey goosey on the sluice man
I should win a trophy for caressing the rim
With booty, I'm Jim Croce, I don't mess around with slim

All up in the stool like Portnoy, right?
But I don’t follow the rules, take way more than one bite
Yeah we eatin’ good, as a matter of fact man
I mack so much sh*t, I’m the motherf**king Scatman
I chat with her frequently while her man give me the stink-eye
Cause he know I’m chomping her pink stink contracting pink eye
Boutta hit her with a manual stomach pump, suck
All the juicy poopy out that fat f**king dump truck
Your main squeeze an art type? I’m aiming for her fart pipe
Leave me wit a Clayface, feeling like the Dark Knight
Big booty archetype, straight up heinous!
I must hate planet 7 the way I’m wiping out Ura***
Oh my lord, I’ve been eating this booty for very long
Carnivore, bite the head clean off that f**king prairie dog
All up in your crack like I’m motherf**king sand, man
You know I’m such a WASP from the way I tongue your aunt, man

Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake
All I care 'bout is that
Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake
Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake
All I care 'bout is that
Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake

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