Lyrics:
saw you with the man
You with Future, FBG, and you blowin' hella bands"
Yeah, superstar sex, layin' on your belly like a starfish
Breakfast in Brum,
the rules, how it goes 'round here, 'round here
Uh, yeah
Motherfuckers call me LB, remember the name
From long time I'm offside, been ahead of the game
Ate you for breakfast
With a cup of tea
Yes I was faking I'm a double agent
Double up, seven times
That's how many times you didn't
Make me
Normal mornings like that set the knife down and forget where I'd left it
Making breakfast
Put coffee on the stove then scour every counter for the knife
Paddy McGinty an Irishman of note
Fell into a fortune and bought himself a goat
Said he, now on goat's milk it's time to have my fill
And when he
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
It was a foreign exchange like Tay and them
Eatin' Mickey D's breakfast at six AM
Ain't nothing flyer than
but how many times
Have brothers have stepped to you with conventional lines
Like "Glad that we met," "Don't I know ya, don't I know ya?"
Some brothers
you've got the vicious spins
Doing pennance for your drunkin sins
I think its time to clear throat
I think you know the anecdote
[Chorus:]
Great big piles
are and what you know
Just do your own thing,
Go ahead and find the time to
Perfect what you do in life
Freeze pauze, let
Me show y'all
Who's simply
Can you stop saying f*** all the time?
Why don't you go fuck yourself?
Fuck you, how's that?
I'll eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast
Go fuck
got married
The pallbearer when Depz got carried
I lost count of times I got ballied
And risked my freedom for pricks, (and then what?)
Yeah I was
could say I need you
I need you every day and every hour
In the morning, in the evening time
It still gives good loving
After breakfast, after dinnertime
and rabbits
Got over languid
Now I make a beat for breakfast
Got fat on raps but still come back for seconds
I Jack you like Tekken with language as weapons
the fuck she want, she don't act like she need me
She in my DMs, she was just a friend
Hit me all the time, but she don't want a man
Always talk to me, but I
seemed almost like she achieved
Luckily, I got a hold onto her knee
Began to stab her twenty times with a machete
After she died I raped the remains, then
See me pop off everyone saying cheers
Let go of that wheel cause I ain’t got no fear
Lettuce for breakfast my checklist is clear
She driving my crazy
and save a bitch like a hero
Might go to jail, I broke into the credit bureau
We looked in your bank account and it said zero
I ain't got no breakfast but
know
You the type that like to take it slow
Let me get you home and take off them clothes
Ima show you how it goes
I'm snatching souls
Never made time
the real fans
Furiously yours
Nothing in the cupboards
Nothing for breakfast
Sleep deprived
More or less for no reason
Last song of the week
About bloody
baby, baby smile
Hey!
Mom serves breakfast for the children
Needs some butter for the pancakes
Spots the baby, gooyie, gooyie
And baby looks up
perfect ashtray take outs by the sea
They have you're special brand of photo's and scotch
No need for a watch
'Cause time is not inflicted in the banyan
tipong kahit wala lang wala lang
O kaya biglang may breakfast in bed just to keep you interested
Lahat ay dahil wala lang wala lang
I just wanna do simple
a balance breakfast
Trying to find myself since i can't find you
Me and my drink in the middle of the room
And a zip of the qil and ima be up on the moon
and smiles
and shakes my hand
A friend
She sees me coming from
halfway down the street
Sets my breakfast down at
my favorite seat
I hand her the section
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