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basic, might hit it, but she gotta go
Cuz I don't play games, I like work more
I need the bread so I stack it like croutons
Identify my bitch by what she

put your legs up, you can choke me while I eat it
(While I eat it, while I eat it, while I eat it, eat it)
Hold hands by the Louvre, Eiffel Tower in

I dont do no talking
I just do it
When you see me out
I'm getting to it
Ride right by you suckas
Never wave
If you aint bout this bread
You in

broke
But your mother need help
And you flexin' this belt when
She can't get a win
And I don't do the shows
I just worry 'bout bread
I just stay on my

without bread

Man I'm a beast from the East
Beast on the beats beast on the streets
Feast on the weak eat all these pigs
I'm a sweet solo being in

therefore, gracious Lord, so to eat the flesh of thy dear Son Jesus Christ, and to drink his blood, that our sinful bodies may be made clean by his body,

down bad but
Now im poppin and every gone eat (Aye)
Go on by yourself a lil bulldozer an knock me off my feet
Remember we was struggling now we finna

the small fish
They always try
They would do anything 
To materialize, their every wish 
Oh yeah, oh yeah 
Woe to the downpressors 
They'll eat the bread

to the breesh
Shawty callin me a breadwinner gotta make sure that the gang gonna eat
Im addicted to the stash 
Im addicted to the cheese
Shawty callin me a bread

My baby don’t eat bread or pasta
Order the oysters order the lobster 
Wash it down with a Henny Penny
Custom Louboutin’s cost a pretty penny 

VERSE

really ain't my style
I just wanna move it by the pound
Up so high, I can even see the ground

Pilot talk Milly, I been living in the clouds
Smoke all day,

Uh... Chasing these Dreams, by any means
Southside Raleigh where cops cuff you like Jeans
They hate what's in our genes, hate to see us with some

the man of the hour
Never sour Ferny Fern, yeah
Come by the TV
And just kick it with me
Put the Netflix on
Bust a quickie with me
Come get frisky with me

iSay

Juicy J

Khalifa

2016

face on all the magazines
Kush in this jar I'm getting this cheese
Pants skinny rubber bands plenty
Whole team going hard like it's the last inning

just let me know
I whip that shit up it be done by four
When it come to this game I' be making plays
I'm not from Atlanta lil' bitch but I'm brave
I got

to the bread
Overseas with exotic bitch
Chilling on the beach
Thanking God for the wins and losses
Making out the streets
Nigga she a freak
Met her ass last week

dough to kneed
Into bread that you call ps
Break that bread with family
Making wealth to then succeed
I'll make sure we all can eat
In the Kilili family

you with me, yo, you safe, baby
I drink champagne, eat pizza on a date, baby
Get up, nigga, I wasn't supposed to make it
I'm supposed to be dead, by 21

King of my city, I need me a crown
My bitch she the queen, I'ma get her the gown
Smokin' this loud and I smoke by the pound
Come to your city, we

sweeper
Now move your feet
Turn off the beat
Where this suite and tie and
Go get us somthin’ to eat
Cus it’s all about this money you can’t have baby’s

Trouble

Lil Wayne

The Drought Is Over, Pt. 4

2007

three, yeah
New Orleans baby, a street called Eagle
And everybody's ill, yeah, illegal
People steal cars, we steal people
We eat like dogs, but we

Always wanna scam niggas, but this nigga? Stop playing me
I'm all about the bread, feel like El chapo on a killing spree
Tell these hoes don't fuck with

Spent a whole lot on the whips
I did a lot for this bread I did a lot for this chicken
I'm cooler December, just went to the jeweler and bought up

kids
But your main bitch eat my children
And she gone fuck she wanna have sex
Stacking money I am the best
Run this shit
Run this shit up with a check