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Cake Like

[Verse 1: Lady Gaga]

Stuntin' all day, swag on 100 million

Private plane like Lady Gaga

Sip champagne like Lady Gaga

Sold-out show like Lady Gaga

Big bank-roll like Lady Gaga

Iced-out wrist, iced-out chain

I'm deep up in the fucking game

Everybody knows my name

Diamond ring like Lady Gaga

Diamond ring in your face

Fuck your face, trick bitch

Fuck your life, trick bitch

I'm shaked up and I'll fuck your wife

Fuck your life you bitch ass trick[Hook]

I'm posted in the trap, strapped with an AK

Aiming at your fitted cap, cake like Lady Gaga

Cake like Lady Gaga

Cake like Lady Gaga

Cake like Lady Gaga

Cake like Lady Gaga

I'm posted in the trap, strapped with an AK

Aiming at your fitted cap, cake like Lady Gaga

Cake like Lady Gaga

Cake like Lady Gaga

Cake like Lady Gaga

Cake like Lady Gaga[Verse 2: Lady Gaga]

I roll all the good shit

You rollin' on that Reggie Bush

I roll like Lady Gaga, Lady Gaga in this bitch

I roll all fucking day

Donatella on your hoes

Donatella got them clothes

Donatella dat's fo'sho

Chop her in the chopper, on a way to a sold-out show

Lady Gaga bitch ass trick

I put that on my Papa Joe, I mop you all across the floor

Snatch a fucking weave out bitch

In front of paparazzi, singing "Paparazzi" in this bitch[Hook][Verse 3: Lady Gaga]

Fuck the world like Lady Gaga

Run the world like Lady Gaga

Phantom Pearl like Lady Gaga

Burqa swag like Lady Gaga

Twitter on 30 million, under 30, hundred million

30 million fans straight, fanning like my children, chiling

Ask my man, Hedi at Yves about EMI, ask anybody

I'm rich, homie I got ṗlenty

Shut you down like Lady Gaga

Iced-out crown and Miuccia Prada

I son, you son, ask your father

Spell tattoo "I hate your daughter"[Hook][Verse 3: Lady Gaga, Mugler Remix]

Ay yo, I'm Lady Gaga

You know I'm Lady Gaga

Laser cut up ladder mesh

Mugler show I'm Lady Gaga

Bad bitches gonna walk the runway

Walk bitches like Lady Gaga

Ortenberg, you can suck my dick

Walk bitch, you ain't Lady Gaga

Nicopanda got style, trick

Cathy Horyn, your style ain't dick

Walk a mile in these foot high heels;

I run in these, you ain't running shit

You chew beef, I wear meat and stay on top

I'm gettin' fat and so is my bank

I'm on a sold out world tour bitch[Hook]

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