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Cupcake
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Cupcake è stato pubblicato il 24 luglio 2026 da Sugar Trap come parte dell'album RX
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rico Nasty
Rico Nasty
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maria Kelly
Maria Kelly
Composer, Lyrics
Kenneth Blume III
Kenneth Blume III
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kenneth Blume
Kenneth Blume
Producer
Noah "MixGiant" Glassman
Noah "MixGiant" Glassman
Mixing Engineer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer

Testi

[Intro]
Rico, Kenny
[Verse 1]
We cut off ya whiskers, mister
Ain't no Hershey, this pistol kiss ya
She outside, I forgot to list her
Let him eat 'cause his tongue a twister
Bitch keep on biting, I Michael Vick her
I name my price, I ain't talkin' Fisher, whoa
Stomp where the pedal be, don't show no empathy
I was tryin' drop for y'all, they wasn't letting me
I Marc a bitch out, I'm feeling heavenly
Tried to cut off my legs, they ain't know I'm a centipede
You bark and no bite, when I bite, my shit venomous
Wanted the swag so you came to a specialist
Pretty girl county, the best are from Maryland
I been myself, I don't do the embellishing
They gotta suck on a dick to stay relevant, what?
[Chorus]
Uh-huh, pockets cupcake confetti
My seats are red, spaghetti
Lookin' cunt, yes, I know I'm his fetish
They say don't let the hate stop you, how could I let it?
My box heart shape, Nirvana
Like a virgin, Madonna
Lookin' cunt, yes, I know I'm his fetish
They say don't let the hate stop you, how could I let it?
[Verse 2]
She don't got fans, she just got bots
My palms is itching, you pick at your crotch
Peel your potato, turn you to a tot
Ain't making no moves, you wake up and rot
My whip got a horse, but it do not trot
It came with some Bs, don't cover the sock
He gon' gimme head, this **** a pot
Get him out the picture, I'm not scared to crop
[Verse 3]
Big knots in my pocket, I'm your big homie for real
Ain't shit cheap about my body, gotta pay to cop a feel
Can't clock shit while you pocket watchin', go and pay a bill
And I can't chit-chat with no rats, I'ma squish 'em if they squeal
[Chorus]
Uh-huh, pockets cupcake confetti
My seats are red, spaghetti
Lookin' cunt, yes, I know I'm his fetish
They say don't let the hate stop you, how could I let it?
My box heart shape, Nirvana
Like a virgin, Madonna
Lookin' cunt, yes, I know I'm his fetish
They say don't let the hate stop you, how could I let it?
[Outro]
Uh-huh, pockets cupcake confetti
My seats are red, spaghetti
I'm his fetish
How could I let it?
My box heart shape, Nirvana
Like a virgin, Madonna
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Written by: Kenneth Blume III, Maria Kelly
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