Chasing Cake, Staying Polished

I work hard, then I take a break. I got more sauce than a

sirloin steak. I look cute with the real or the fake. In my wardrobe,

the hook, 'cause I'm making the bait. Heard the boys want my number,

the one in the eight. Mr. Loverman, that's a serious

case. I don't care what a hater's gotta say to my face,

'cause my focus on honey is on getting the cake. I want more

so I have to be honest. I'm chasing the dreams and I'm making a promise.

Not under pressure, I'm perfectly polished. That's how I stay so calm, I need the