Patty Cake Lyrics in English – Kodak Black

Sniper Gang
Ayy, I Like This Lil’ Beat Right Here
Yeah, This A Nice Little Beat
I’m Sippin’ On Belaire (uh-huh)
Ayy, I’m Finna Paint A Picture
Finna Paint Me A Lil’ Picture On
What This Called? Oh This The New Belaire Too
This The White Wine, I Like The White Wine (today Gon’ Be A Good Day)

I’m Sippin’ On Belaire, My Chick From Bel-Air
My Whip From Germany, I’m Cooler Than LL
I’m Sippin’ On Belaire, My Chick From Bel-Air
My Whip From Germany, I’m Cooler Than LL
I Clap A Nigga Like Patty Cake
I Clap A Nigga Like Patty Cake
I’m Swaggin’, I Got Flavor, I Got Sauce, Call Me Ragu

I Love My Baby Girl Pussy Bald, Call Her Caillou
I Clap A Nigga Like Patty Cake
Yeah, That A Way
I’m ’bout To Grab The Wraith, I’m ’bout To Grab The Key
I’m ’bout To Snatch Your Baby Girl And Skeet All On Her Face
I Got A Feelin’ That Today Gon’ Be A Fantastic Day

I’m Gettin’ Tired Of This Rollie, I Think I Want Patek Philippe
It’s Either I Win Or You Lose, Because I Won’t Accept Defeat
And Everybody Wanna Have The Sauce, Well I Got The Recipe
I’m Sippin’ On Belaire ’cause It Make Me Feel Like I’m On Ecstasy

I Love My Baby, When I Come Home, I Be Rubbin’ On Her Feet
And She Be Always In My Chair, She Hate When I Be In The Streets
My Rims Taller Than My Son, I’m ’bout To Drop Another One

You Think A Nigga In A Band The Way I Hit ’em With That Drum, Ayy
I’m Sippin’ On Belaire, My Chick From Bel-Air
My Whip From Germany, I’m Cooler Than LL
I’m Sippin’ On Belaire, My Chick From Bel-Air
My Whip From Germany, I’m Cooler Than LL
I Clap A Nigga Like Patty Cake
I Clap A Nigga Like Patty Cake
I’m Swaggin’, I Got Flavor, I Got Sauce, Call Me Ragu

I Love My Baby Girl Pussy Bald, Call Her Caillou
I Clap A Nigga Like Patty Cake
My Chain VVS
I’m Booted Up, I Got More Pills Than A CVS
I’m The Shit, Baby Girl, So I Got Stains In My Drawers
All This Money Like A Nigga Hit The Fuckin’ Power Ball

Sippin’ On Champagne, My Whip On Dana Dane’s
No Time For You Lames, I’m Flyer Than A Plane
I’m Ridin’ Like A Train, She Love To Give Me Brain

You Shootin’ With Your Eyes Closed, You Ain’t Sniper Gang
She Held Me Down When I Was Gone, I Bought Her Audemars Piguet
I Love Her Like I Love My Brother, So I Let Her Meet My Connect

I Put Her Thick Ass In The ‘Vette, Ten Bracelets On Her Neck
You Know Lil’ Kodak Love To Flex, I Got My Mama Out The ‘jects

I’m Sippin’ On Belaire, My Chick From Bel-Air
My Whip From Germany, I’m Cooler Than LL
I’m Sippin’ On Belaire, My Chick From Bel-Air
My Whip From Germany, I’m Cooler Than LL
I Clap A Nigga Like Patty Cake
I Clap A Nigga Like Patty Cake
I’m Swaggin’, I Got Flavor, I Got Sauce, Call Me Ragu

I Love My Baby Girl Pussy Bald, Call Her Caillou
I Clap A Nigga Like Patty Cake