Video Bakery de Aka Quest 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Aka Quest - Bakery Lyrics

Savage nothing nice diss
Me splat like bug fuck sug doll
What happen preach realer the 21
Yet I’m the real make money for fun
Make money not for hoes
Keep ‘em on the toes
Got the $avage $tory bumping
What’s happing windows nice and tint
With my chains and glasses on meet that
Bitch from the sosh wya when I pull up
Are you bout that girl hold up no smoke
But I smoke that sour like some good pussy
I’m a pussy demon on that shit Luis vs we tripping
Take off with your dream girl steal your fantasy place
With your dream place with dream girl
I destroy that pussy pussy demon
Clap likе award show I’m highly awarded
Go tell the wardеn go back to jail never
Sleep in late he’ll yah how to pimp out a simps girl
Messy starting shit get shot down airplane
Hunt him osama call me that Obama wake up blacks
Fo sho be that dream black dreams on no American dreams
Go my whole team go hard like are you serious about your team
Living black and free why the police gotta be on ass like fuck 12
I’m rolling music blast live em dusty don’t fuck no dusty bitch
I break her heart saying fuck her on my 1 on 1
Like I’m coaching the mirror it’s game time check the game clock
Money dance like tik Tok flash with cash diamonds in my teeth
Shining like crest got the moon in my face night rides slow rides
Grim records i be on who tf trying to compete us who trying get deleted
Toting and $avage interlude
How she got cake
How she baked
How she gassing
Roll up smoking it
She doll for real
She stunna fr
How she got the cake
How she got the cookie
Sweeter then the honey bun she
A bakery

Totting
How you believe us ugh
Rolling wood smoking wood
Like business stood imma bout my PAPPER
Boy shot on a paper route count the gwap
Get some wap go blue clues on bitch if she
Ain’t coming back like wya do I really need her
So I really keeper smoking reefer and I be plugging
With the trap on some trap gates like flood gates
Three way with some hoes hat backwards with du
Got two hoes twins like the Olson it’s full house at
My shoes like em white chicks twinning like liv and Maddie

Verse Aka quest
All my niggas save dawgs we bark em
We call em out if they act out YALL boys
Really up to sumn when you know we are
Take flights with mami how she relax in the sand
How she gotta bakery gotta get my cake up
Verse aka mystery
Wake in the morning
Get cake get breakfast
Grab a eggo out the toaster
Maybe a bagel then out
Out don’t wanna treat no more
Count me out this ain’t fun no more
Fucking bitches every night
Knowing something up ain’t
Right knowing I be in the basement
Recording and noises at 3am sound
Like demons in my head in my head
How how I mourn the dead off the od
Terrified to drug I smoke hells reefer
Creatures lurking in the shadows at night
Mystery knows no limits