I Bet Lyrics

Man, I bet that once I get my Break and start makin' all kinds Of cake

All you muthafuckaz who were Actin 'so damn fake

Gon' try and run up in my face

Witcha' hands out, but I'ma tell Ya'll suck a dick

And lick on hairy balls

Cause before when I was broke, Ya'll really never gave a fuck

But now it's too late cause I'm Caked up bitch

Ay yo, I bet, that when the flows, I compose, make my dough Swell

That I'm gonna get serviced Like the rooms inside a hotel

By all you hoes who told me no To my mixtapes

Or saw me strollin' up and Turned around to go thee other Way

I can see it now, showin' up in My dome

All you hoes hopin' to stay on Me like I was Mike Jones

Right now to ya'll I'm useless, But soon ya'll'll be usin' my dick

Like it's a toothbrush into the Goo bust

Leakin' out my sons and Daughters

Skeetin' semen across y'all buns And across your collars

Leavin' ya'll geek thinkin' I'll Release my funds on ya

Only to leave ya'll dumb after Drinkin' my cum like agua

And that's how the vision I'm Envisionin' plays out

Without a doubt this ain't Fiction I'm spittin' bout

You bitches love when a cat Stacks a phat amount

So ya'll come around like what Goes around, 'round

Man, I bet that once I get my Break

And start makin' all kinds of Cake

All you muthafuckaz who were Actin' so damn fake

Gon' try and run up in my face

Witcha hands out, but I'ma tell Ya'll suck a dick

And lick on hairy balls

Cuz before when I was broke, Ya'll really never gave a fuck

But now it's too late cuz I'm Caked up bitch

Ay yo, I bet that all of you Producers who screwed me

Will have more than enough Beats in the future to shoot me

Cuz truly, you dudes be actin' Like ya'll in movies

And usually are faker than Pamela-Ands' boobies

A few of you weak bitch niggas Tried to move with me

And shoot to me a fiction Picture

How your music be the newest Thing, but shit got realer

When I shot that we should use Our heat to grip some skrilla

You dudes be real fuckin' jumpy

Like ya'll hungry for that Money

But ya'll stuck on dummy when It comes to crunch time, sonny

I find it lovely how ya'll'd Rather stay broke and bummy

Than to hustle, get your dough, And feed your rumbly-tumbly

Like punchlines, you niggas are Funny

I guess ya'll don't believe in the Shit I speak

That's why ya'll act ugly but

When I blow up like girls skirts In high wind

Ya'll'll have my dick in ya Mouths and nuts on your chin

Man I bet you that once I get My break

And start makin' all kinds of Cake

All you muthafuckaz who are Actin' so damn fake

Gon' try and run up in my face

Witcha' hands out, but I'ma tell Ya'll suck a dick

And lick on hairy balls

Cuz before when I was broke, Ya'll really never gave a fuck

But now it's too late cuz I'm Caked up, bitch

Ay yo, I bet all of you fake Artists dissin' me

All gonna flock around my dick When ya'll see me grippin' Cheese

Wantin' me to spit 16 on your CD's

But I'ma tell y'all this, niggas, It's 10 G's for me to spit

I woulda did it for free way Back in the past

But ya'll chance passed when Ya'll up and trashed my ass

Shit, I had my hands out like a Bum askin' for cash

But ya'lls greed for the green Made ya'll not wanna collab

Damn, it's so sad how talents'll Clash

Instead of work together so Talented cats can advance

Hell, ya'll'd rather talk lip when It comes to profits

And stay involved in nonsense Instead of bein' adultish

So gon' call, email, and diss me

Sayin' my stuff sucks and won't Make it into the industry

It does nothin' to me, I'm still Standin'

I heard it all before like Sunshine Anderson nukkuh

Man I bet that once I get my Break and start makin' all kinds Of cake

All you muthafuckaz who are Actin' so damn fake

Gon' try and run up in my face

Witcha' hands out, but I'ma tell Ya'll suck a dick

And lick on hairy balls

Cause before when I was broke, Ya'll really never gave a fuck

But now it's too late cause I'm caked up, bitch