Lyrics:
Yeah that's kutthroat
My life is so cinematic
I got front row
Pussy talking he can have it
We can drop lo's
Of course I like getting money
(Cash)
Got me
Room, in the ass I hear, while
I was locked outside with Paula by a mischievous Patty, and my Then girlfriend Prissy was at
Work as a waitress at IHOP
got sentence (Kobe)
Yeah (woo), Frosted Flakes
All on my wrist (I'm frosty)
Uh, patty cake (patty)
Your trap house a lick (it's lick, yeah)
I
motherfucking hungry/
And I don't fuck with you bruh, just to put it bluntly/
So if you roll up homie/
We'll roll up homies/
Burrito body bags like I'm headed
impressed"
At how motherfuckin' well he is now dressed
Dressed, Caressed, my testicles
I am so blessed, Pickles
That is the end of my verse
Patty, fuckin'
of valor, for the
entrance to this cave is guarded by a creature so foul, so cruel
that no man yet has fought with it and lived! Bones of four fifty
men lie
Of the Barkept I flame it
Los Jefes
Get you fired
With no exits
Imma
Son of a gun and
My momma
Is so precious
She a
Head dresser
Hair trigger
So don't press it
beds
It happens to be my humble abode
I find it convenient; it’s across the road
I open the door and I step inside
My house is 10 by 10 feet wide
I bend
it's a shame
Real ass bitch they ain't Solid as me
Team on my back cause it's No I in we
This the alarm I heard they Was sleep don't run by Yaself cause
clear,
And you haven't done since Patty passed away
Well it might be that he's right
Cause I keep sitting up at night
With her talkin' at our table late
couldn't figure out the meaning of it all..
[Chorus x2]
[Shock-G]
Patty Cake, Patty Cake, can I be your man?
My cash flow's low but bro's got the master
nothing
To fall back in love just to get my heart broken again
Patty Kakke
Wanna make it Creme no Brulee
Patty Kakke
Hate to be hit by the mood swing
Patty
stepped up, so what up?
Tryna make bread with these damn cold cuts
I cold crush every beat that I touch
My words silk and my flow is pure plush
Tell
pride'll make you not admit it
Well if this shit ain't fire nigga, why you noddin' with it?
The hate in your blood can't stop your soul from vibin' with it
soul"
It is well (it is well)
With my soul (With my soul)
It is well, it is well with my soul
~Instrumental~
And Lord haste the day when my faith shall
it at all
Chinese whispers man it ain't cool
Carrying news Man U is a fool
Tell that same one that told you to come tell me to my face
Cah ur our
feel
It is well it is well
It is well in the name of Jesus
It is well with my soul today
By the pool of water Bethesda my friend
There lay a certain man
the flame inside
You bring me back to life oh-oh
When I'm broken and shattered, you make it right
With your love, you resuscitate my weary soul ooh-yeah
I'll gladly play Atari
Firmly grasp it like my name was Patrick
With the spatula flippin' some patties
Some patties
Barnical boy cannot stop me I'm
descend
It is well
It is well
It is well
With my soul
Lord haste the day when the faith shall be sight
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll
The trump
You mention wedding ring like it's a bad thing
Your father walked away at five, hell of a dad thing
Marriage is somethin' that Sandi never had, Drake
daddy girl
It's time for lunch, got a hunch
By the way you lookin'
You want to make it with me
So grab a plate, it's a date
We can get to cookin'
Let's have a little church up in here
How ya doin'? This is Kirk Franklin
Sharin' with my sisters Cheryl, Sandi, and De De
With Sounds of Blackness
know His name
And it is well with my soul (sing it everybody)
It is well with my soul
It is well with my soul
It is well
It is well with my soul
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