Cake – Song and Lyrics by 88GLAM

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Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Cake’ by 88GLAM. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 88GLAM or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.

Standards come in doubles, that goes on forever
How could she be loyal when she love me for my sweater
Dedicated cheat (yeah, yeah, yeah), maybe I’m just spoiled
Clucking in my coupe, birds is clapping like anoya
Cake

Took her on a double date (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Girl, you know it ain’t your birthday
But you throwing me the cake (throwing me the cake)
Too much sauce up on my plate
I be floating in that foreign
I finesse for my filet (throw-throwing me the cake)
Took her on a double date
Girl, you know it ain’t your birthday
But you throwing me the cake (throwing me the cake)
Too much sauce up on my plate (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I be floating in that foreign
I finesse for my filet (throwing me the cake)

Double cup gon’ hold me up, I pray that I don’t spill (woo)
Chopper on my partner, you know he be trained to kill (pew, pew)
Pull up to the club with 20 racks in dollar bills
She go down the pole, Glamboy paying all her bills (throwing me the cake)
She gone make some shake, money she gone rake (then what?)
Balling like McGrady, finessing every play (woo)
Pull up to the Ace (and then what?) Order up the Spades
Pull out in the Range (skrrt), she sliding to my place (throwing me the cake)
Piece together my whole night, God damn, that shit was real
throwing all these bands, molly rock all in my pill
Shawty focused, gonna get it, finna make a couple mill (yeah, yeah, yeah)
She be twerking on a nigga like he about to sign a deal (throwing me the cake)

Standards come in doubles, that goes on forever
How could she be loyal when she love me for my sweater
Dedicated cheat (yeah, yeah, yeah), maybe I’m just spoiled
Clucking in my coupe, birds is clapping like anoya
Cake

Took her on a double date (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Girl, you know it ain’t your birthday
But you throwing me the cake (throwing me the cake)
Too much sauce up on my plate
I be floating in that foreign
I finesse for my filet (throw-throwing me the cake)

Story of my life and how I got it (how I got it)
I’m not being ignorant, I’m just popping (I’m just popping)
Story up, we know it’s not exotic (not exotic, yeah)
Story up, my nigga how about it?
I don’t bring no sand to the beach
Fall in love when I’m rolling off a bean
I’m from the streets, but your man industry (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You mad at me ’cause your man isn’t me (throwing me the cake)
Yeah, my soul done turned to black (soul done turned)
This the second Audi that I crashed (second Audi)
The concept of your ass I try to grasp (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m just keep on swiping ’til its maxed (yeah, yeah, yeah)
(throwing me the cake)

Standards come in doubles, that goes on forever
How could she be loyal when she love me for my sweater
Dedicated cheat (yeah, yeah, yeah), maybe I’m just spoiled
Clucking in my coupe, birds is clapping like anoya
Cake

Took her on a double date (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Girl, you know it ain’t your birthday
But you throwing me the cake (throwing me the cake)
Too much sauce up on my plate
I be floating in that foreign
I finesse for my filet (throw-throwing me the cake)
Took her on a double date
Girl, you know it ain’t your birthday
But you throwing me the cake (throwing me the cake)
Too much sauce up on my plate (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I be floating in that foreign
I finesse for my filet (throwing me the cake)