Bake Freestyle

I wake and bake bake bake
bake yeah I had a wake and bake
I don't wanna sip that juice
I heard it has a sour taste
So I text text text
My buddies Sam, Drew and Flex
I wanna kick their asses on PS3
Soccer and some boxing
NFS and some wrestling
We pass the joint clockwise
Steal my lighter
That's not nice
When the munchies set in
I told my chef to let it fry
And like Maino we let it fly
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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