Lady Gaga – Cake Like Lady Gaga Lyrics

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[Verse 1: Lady Gaga]
Stuntin' all day, swag on 100 million
Private plane like Lady Gaga
Sip champagne like Lady Gaga
Sold-out show like Lady Gaga
Big bank-roll like Lady Gaga
Iced-out wrist, iced-out chain
I’m deep up in the fucking game
Everybody knows my name

Diamond ring like Lady Gaga
Diamond ring in your face

Fuck your face, trick bitch
Fuck your life, trick bitch

I’m shaked up and I’ll fuck your wife
Fuck your life you bitch ass trick

[Hook]
I’m posted in the trap, strapped with an AK
Aiming at your fitted cap, cake like Lady Gaga

Cake like Lady Gaga
Cake like Lady Gaga
Cake like Lady Gaga
Cake like Lady Gaga

I’m posted in the trap, strapped with an AK
Aiming at your fitted cap, cake like Lady Gaga
Cake like Lady Gaga
Cake like Lady Gaga
Cake like Lady Gaga
Cake like Lady Gaga

[Verse 2: Lady Gaga]
I roll all the good shit
You rollin’ on that Reggie Bush

I roll like Lady Gaga, Lady Gaga in this bitch
I roll all fucking day
Donatella on your hoes
Donatella got them clothes
Donatella dat's fo'sho
Chop her in the chopper, on a way to a sold-out show
Lady Gaga bitch ass trick
I put that on my Papa Joe, I mop you all across the floor
Snatch a fucking weave out bitch
In front of paparazzi, singing "Paparazzi" in this bitch

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lady Gaga]
Fuck the world like Lady Gaga
Run the world like Lady Gaga
Phantom Pearl like Lady Gaga
Burqa swag like Lady Gaga
Twitter on 30 million, under 30, hundred million
30 million fans straight, fanning like my children, chiling
Ask my man, Hedi at Yves about EMI, ask anybody
I’m rich, homie I got ṗlenty
Shut you down like Lady Gaga
Iced-out crown and Miuccia Prada
I son, you son, ask your father
Spell tattoo “I hate your daughter”

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lady Gaga, Mugler Remix]
Ay yo, I’m Lady Gaga
You know I’m Lady Gaga
Laser cut up ladder mesh
Mugler show I’m Lady Gaga
Bad bitches gonna walk the runway
Walk bitches like Lady Gaga
Ortenberg, you can suck my dick
Walk bitch, you ain't Lady Gaga
Nicopanda got style, trick
Cathy Horyn, your style ain't dick
Walk a mile in these foot high heels;
I run in these, you ain't running shit

You chew beef, I wear meat and stay on top
I’m gettin’ fat and so is my bank
I’m on a sold out world tour bitch

[Hook]

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