Phil Breadstax
TREY CHOPS
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
P-H, homie get straight, with an I and an L, got 'em pissing like Kells And he feeling himself, guest host on Oprah, told ya, drop another single named grope Her So good, bounce to the rhythm man, shake that ass, down South to the middle man Slap these keys, 'til the pussy get pleased, I'm Phil, got a lot of skill, never pay the bill Swamp dwelling, propelling, these emotions, oh he's so outspoken Heard they caught him smoking on a zip, down on 9th and 5th Heard he's with the shits, kill you and then kill your bitch That's a fact, heard he owns a mac, and heard that it goes blat (Whoa) Sick, twisted, and mental, and he's balding in a few places, not racist Yeah, he f*ck with all Jamaicans and Haitians, but Don't you double cross this little nigga, I ain't fucking with ya Stand four-two, but the boy got juice, yeah, the boy got juice Stand four-two, but the boy got juice (Boy who, boy who) Stand four-two, but the boy got juice (Boy who, boy who) Stand four-two, but the boy got juice (Boy who, boy who) Stand four-two, but the boy got juice (Boy who, boy who) Stand four-two but I'm feeling like six-eight, damn, popped my cherry in the 6th grade Always fornicating, baby got the water waiting, let me touch down on a brand new Sound Let me lick a ittle little bitty titty, got me feeling nitty gritty, rep my city-ity, nigga is you With me I wanna holla holla, let me get a dollar, pop your collar, homie, 'cause you really looking Like a star Drag you back to the bar, where I parked my car, hands up, 'cause we're going for a Joyride Say bye bye to your whole life, I don't think twice, I just know how to cut right Can't deal with these snakes, and, can't deal with these snitches Cup my hands up before bedtime 'cause I know that god gon' listen Sick, twisted, and mental, and he's balding in a few places, not racist Yeah, he f*ck with all Jamaicans and Haitians, but Don't you double cross this little nigga, I ain't fucking with ya Stand four-two, but the boy got juice, yeah, the boy got juice Stand four-two, but the boy got juice (Boy who, boy who) Stand four-two, but the boy got juice (Boy who, boy who) Stand four-two, but the boy got juice (Boy who, boy who) Stand four-two, but the boy got juice (Boy who, boy who)
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
Citation
Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Phil Breadstax Lyrics." Lyrics.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 26 Apr. 2024. <https://www.lyrics.com/lyric-lf/5752472/TREY+CHOPS/Phil+Breadstax>.
Discuss the Phil Breadstax Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In