Cakes Da Killa - Hedonism (Intro)

Previously on, IMF
We find our protagonist sinking, in a deep pool
Drowning, in his emotions and pleasures
Here's um

I want you
I need you
Can I have ya?

I'm really sick of niggas, strict loose lizards
Pure venom on me, chicken gizzards
Keep a hot cold, trunk full of dark, bidders
Cakes been the baddest, without no filters
So, how you fuck around and play yo meters
Switched it up, when I dead you like R.I.P.,
Had a really cute thing but couldn't let that be
Beggin' for another shot, I said let's wait and see
Cause I'ma keep it classy, pull my briefs up
So crispy creamed up, cold shoulders, minked up
Spit that gospel, make a [?] a believer
How I'm gettin' niggas open, just soft, the teaser
Mixin' business with pleasure, these hoes could never
Detrimental flow to switch it on 'em like the weather
Old thing got me hot, this new thing got me wetter
Learned some new tricks, chains and whips made of leather
So cut them loose ends and clear the chickens from the coop
Then hit me on my jack if you ain't a bug-a-boo
Hold my hand in public cause you feelin' comfortable
Pop a pill in the club, got me feelin' edible
Yo, face to face, front grip on the waist
Too much pressure on the bass make his backbone ache
I like the taste, I know a real bitch can relate
And if you eatin' like I ate, he wouldn't be in my place like

Hedonism
I want you
Hedonism
I need you
Hedonism
Got to have you

Hedonism
Why you playin' in my face
Keep it goin', keep it goin', stop playin' wit it
Keep it goin', keep it goin' while I'm playin' wit it
Keep it goin', keep it goin', stop playin' wit it
Keep it goin', keep it goin' while you playin' wit it
Keep it goin', keep it goin', stop playin' wit it
Keep it goin', keep it goin' while you playin' wit it
Keep it goin', keep it goin', stop playin' wit it

Yeah, let's take it to the clubs
To the clubs