Wriothesley: The Man with the Bakery

Verse 1:

Wriothesley’s got the goods, better check that bakery line,

Fluff so soft, it’s the talk of all Fontaine tonight!

He’s stackin’ those buns, hotter than a furnace grind,

That sweet, sweet cake’s got us all in line!

Pre-Chorus:

Buns so fine, they can’t deny,

A duke in the kitchen, look at him fly!

Watch him flip, watch him bake,

Wriothesley’s got that perfect cake!

Chorus:

Cake so fine, it’s a crime,

Got that bakery hustle, all the time!

He’s the man, with the buns so prime,

Wriothesley, yeah, he’s got the hype—divine!

Verse 2:

He’s whippin’ up treats, like it’s all in a day’s work,

Buns so soft, even Furina might smirk!

From the Fortress to the streets, the flavor’s divine,

Wriothesley’s got that cake—better stand in line!

Bridge:

When he bakes, the world stops to stare,

Duke of the buns, ain't nobody compare!

He’s got the cream, the frosting on top,

Wriothesley’s bakery—we can’t stop!

Chorus (Repeat):

Cake so fine, it’s a crime,

Got that bakery hustle, all the time!

He’s the man, with the buns so prime,

Wriothesley, yeah, he’s got the hype—divine!