Hook: LunchMoney Lewis 
Make that cake, make that cake 
Make that cake, make that cake 
Make that cake, make that?cake 
Make?that cake, make?that cake

Verse 1: LunchMoney Lewis 
I got the salt, I?got the butter 
Coupe color, doo doo brown, nutter butter 
In the gutter, day and night, kid cuda 
Young thugga, gotta eat, big suppa 
Big momma, take her home make lova 
Shoot movie, Will Ferrel, Paul Rudda 
Rich milly, bed got gucci cover 
North Philly, ain't that where Meek from-a? 
Big foreign, pull it out the garaga 
Paparazzi, feelin like Lady Gaga 
My wallet, stuffed like empanada 
I got the magic, voilla, you know I gotta-

Hook: LunchMoney Lewis 
Make that cake, make that cake 
Make that cake, make that cake 
Make that cake, make that cake 
Make that cake, make that cake

Verse 2: Doja Cat
Make that, cake
You bitches suck, give em an udder
Doors open, vertically, car flutter
Mars native, Margiela muh'fucka
Mark my words, hit a billion like I'm Mark Zucker
Big news, tuckin' now a tum tucker
Sugar momma, turn you to a thumb sucker
Nine zeroes, still a really big number
These bitches wouldn't get jack, get lumber
More water, needs milk, needs sugar
More coco, half cup pure vanilla
Out the oven, mittens on, need the chilla
Big cake, I can feed it to a bride-zilla

Hook: LunchMoney Lewis
Make that cake, make that cake
Make that cake, make that cake
Make that cake, make that cake
Make that cake, make that cake

Verse 3: LunchMoney Lewis
Patty cake, patty cake, bakers man
Bake them cakes as fast as you can
Soon as you done put the money in my hand
I'ma get to work, get to work
Patty cake, patty cake, bakers man
Bake them cakes as fast as you can
Soon as you done put the money in my hand
I'ma get to work, get to work

Hook: LunchMoney Lewis
Make that cake, make that cake
Make that cake, make that cake
Make that cake, make that cake
Make that cake, make that cake