Bars and Melody - Cake Lyrics

Lyrics Cake - Bars and Melody




I could take you to L.A. just to eat your cake
I could take you outer space where the stars are ain't
I could hit you any place, any time of day
Any time of day, baby, better make it lay
Yeah, I see you
I see you runnin' 'round my mind
And you look lost
I need you
I need you here right by my side
Where you goin'?
You know who we are, we are, we are
Who's gon' save us all before we runnin' out of love?
Who we are, we are, we are
Playin' with a fire, only we can turn it off
Baby, don't make a scene, yeah, this shit all on me
She don't wear Supreme, yeah, only Givenchy
I could fly you to L.A., but baby, maybe it's Paris
I could save it all for later, but it's better at our peak
And you can call my name
When you needin' love
And you can call my name
When you need it more
I could take you to L.A. just to eat your cake
I could take you outer space where the stars are ain't
I could hit you any place, any time of day
Any time of day, baby, better make it lay
Rip it, Beyblade, ain't no tellin', babe
We in UAE, Dubai the fuckin' place
Not for smokin' weed, hit it anyway
A-U in the case like a ace of spades
Gutter shake all over the room, super soaker
Yeah, she like to play
Explicit, no competition
Top floor, I'm bussin' in it
Tie her up, I didn't need no tape
XO and that Zino came
Blue zoo, I don't feel no pain
Brute shoot, boxed up like a fruit loop
Drop top in the coupe too
No loop, straight shoot, we makin' that earthquake
Gotta step it up a bit
Why am I stuck on smokin' piss?
I ain't tryin', they just bein' a lie
Purely fuckin' pocketin'
Goes to the moon, gotta rock a bit
Stratospheric, no oxygen
She don't like the way I do my dance
I don't know, I make props off it
And you can call my name
When you needin' love
And you can call my name
When you need it more
I could take you to L.A. just to eat your cake
I could take you outer space where the stars are ain't
I could hit you any place, any time of day
Any time of day, baby, better make it lay
I could take you to L.A., baby, eat your cake
You'll be cleanin' up my plate, baby, eat your steak
You can tell me that you're sorry, but it's way too late
Yeah, it's way too late, but I'ma still eat your cake
I could take you to L.A. just to eat your cake
I could take you outer space where the stars are ain't
I could hit you any place, any time of day
Any time of day, baby, better make it lay



Writer(s): Robin Tadic, Leondre Devries, Charlie Joe Lenehan Green




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