Cake Batter

She got that Duncan Hines - cake batter
I beat it up, then heat it up. Let her taste after
She got that cake batter. Shawty got that cake batter
I whip it, whip it, whip it. She won't be the same after

She got that Duncan Hines and it's real sweet
She got that pumpkin pie, I got that whipped cream
And the whip clean, backseat striptease
Believe It Or Not, she got that Ripley's
It's Boy Meets World, she been savage (Ben Savage)
She got me 'bout to blow a head gasket (head gasket)
Let's make a cake, we'll make a mess at it
I'll shoot my icing all over her bread basket
She got that Duncan Hines cake batter
Gave her a mustache ride - Frank Zappa
Pull out the whips and chains, she'll give me brain after
Now that's what I call Fifty Shades of Grey Matter
She can stay after, I'm teachin' class
I'm pretty fly for a white guy - Peter Pan
We got a spark, we don't even need a match
I'll hit the mark and I won't even leave a scratch

She got that Duncan Hines - cake batter
I beat it up, then heat it up. Let her taste after
She got that cake batter. Shawty got that cake batter
I whip it, whip it, whip it. She won't be the same after

I make it hot like I'm cheffin' curry
I'ma take my shot like I'm Stephen Curry
I'll give her the D, I'm just tryna score
I'll give her the bone like a dinosaur
Then send her home with her vagina sore
'Cuz I beat it up - Conor McGregor
You're not a contender. She don't want a pretender
I don't wanna offend her, I'm just bein' courteous
I'll make it rain for encouragement
I'm out for cake, that's my birthday wish
I'll eat that ass like a cake pop
I love to watch it shake, Michael J. Fox
She'll keep me running back for several seasons
She got me 'bout to pledge allegiance
She looked at me like I'm handsome
Then she took a knee for the anthem

She got that Duncan Hines - cake batter
I beat it up, then heat it up. Let her taste after
She got that cake batter. Shawty got that cake batter
I whip it, whip it, whip it. She won't be the same after

Make that ass clap like we at a show
Look like she could use a hand, let her have 'em both
She returned the favor and I gave her that standing O
And she oh. My god! No applause. She the baddest though
She said she listened to my song and it may be sexist
I told her put some clothes on, and make me breakfast
She don't pay for Netflix. She just wanna chill
Make her top disappear, David Cop-a-feel
Said she don't usually do this, but she probably will
She got that Super Moist, Betty Crocker feel
Open up the box with a lot of skill
After I whip it, hope it won't take that long to heal
She got that Pillsbury cake batter
Gave her that Lumpy Gravy - Frank Zappa
Dreams come true. Girl, you livin' proof
When I'm done whippin' you can lick the spoon

She got that Duncan Hines - cake batter
I beat it up, then heat it up. Let her taste after
She got that cake batter. Shawty got that cake batter
I whip it, whip it, whip it. She won't be the same after



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Writer(s): Gerald Owen
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