Shut The Fucupcakes

[Verse 1]
You rocked up late
With that smug little grin
Tracked crumbs through my hallway
Like you paid for the carpet

You called me “crazy”
In front of my mates
So I rolled my sleeves
And preheated the hate (oh yeah)

[Chorus]
I baked you some shut the fucupcakes
Fresh out the oven on a big fake plate
Piped your name in petty pink
Take a bite
Tell me what you think
Yeah
I baked you some shut the fucupcakes
Sprinkled every one with the mess you made
Open wide
Darling
Stuff your face
With these shut the fucupcakes

[Verse 2]
You love a cheap shot
Mid Sunday brunch
Talk big
Pay small
Always leave me the bill
Don’t ya

So I mixed my feelings
With flour and spite
Folded in every eye-roll
Till the batter felt right (hey)

[Chorus]
I baked you some shut the fucupcakes
Fresh out the oven on a big fake plate
Piped your name in petty pink
Take a bite
Tell me what you think
Yeah
I baked you some shut the fucupcakes
Sprinkled every one with the mess you made
Open wide
Darling
Stuff your face
With these shut the fucupcakes

[Bridge]
Boxed ’em up pretty
With a bow and a note
“Thought you might be hungry
For the words in your throat”

So when you start yapping
Like you always do
Remember I’ve got a whole tray
Cooling just for you (woah)

[Chorus]
I baked you some shut the fucupcakes
Fresh out the oven on a big fake plate
Piped your name in petty pink
Take a bite
Tell me what you think
Yeah
I baked you some shut the fucupcakes
Sprinkled every one with the mess you made
Open wide
Darling
Stuff your face
With these shut the fucupcakes
 

Written, produced - Rick Dean
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