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just to live a better scene
By any means I get it like a dope fiend
Hope seems within arms reach man it's so clean
So clean I can grab it with no team

Me OK

Young Jeezy

Me OK

Mister re-in' up with 'bout two Phantoms, yeah, that's me OK
On that Avion to the head, hey, but me OK
Never put a bitch before my bread, hey, not me OK

on Ducatis and other four-wheels
Write a book full of medicine
It generate mills
Tour the album only for more sales
I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills

Started a moving melon bread store
He was inspired by TV (no way!)
That show called マネーの虎 (no way!)
He's totally buying into it
Someone, stop his 暴走!

Mally Mall!

We gettin' bread by the stacks
Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
Where you from? Where you at?
We

Lay of the Last Tinker

Donovan

For Little Ones

1967

I can see by your eyes you're a good man,
And the sparkle of the ring on your hand.
You have a muzzled dancing monkey,
A little cup in a hairy hand.

step
Keep learning, step by step
Keep reading, step by step

What he said, what he said, step by step
Ok
Cast your bread upon the water, keep pressing,

Cause I'm the underdog, like I was Hardy in '09
I got hunger, motherfucker, you ain't finna take my bread away
You want smoke with me promise I'm gon'

I'm going to the top 
You know I stay high 
I'm breaking bread with my guys 
I see you wondering why 
I skated off in a jag 
I see the haters looking

Boom, I'm in the booth by my motherfuckin' self Y'all already know what the fuck goin' on
Niggas ain't slidin', and I'm sholl  ain't hiding
You

to close (haha), more bills to fold (uh)
Get you bread, homie, and stack that shit by the loads

Niggas don't want you to keep your head up
Fuck what

Money On My Mind

Nicki Minaj

Beam Me Up Scotty

2010

give a fuck about your stipulations
Type of bread appropriate for every situation 
You can tell by the jewelry sittin' on my collar 
From the bread

sleeping
Still you haffi break bread with the ones weh you trust
Break bread from the crumbs to the crust
Break bread with the ones weh you trust
Cuz you

I lost a couple my homies
I lost a couple my homies, now I just trap by my lonely
A lot of these n****s be phony, So Ima break bread with my cronies

I will only rock it if its clean
Ima make a milli then put diamonds in my teath
Im the only one out in these streets
Gotta make the bread so i can

she get mad
Wait 'til she (Uh)
Wait 'til she get mad

She lookin for bread bag
She lookin for a bread bag
Hope she don't get mad
Hope she don't get mad

My mama told me at the top it was gonna be lonely man
Tahhaha... My mama told me man... (niggas plottin' for the bread!)
Used to be my homie, now you

and wine you christify (with this bread and wine you christify)
Now our deepest thirst you satisfy (now our deepest thirst you satisfy)
We who by this bread

I've never (I've never)
I've never (I've never)
Oh, I have never
Seen the righteous forsaken
Or begging for bread (Begging for bread)

The steps

Tryna get a piece of bread, I never wanna be so broke
Tryna get a piece of bread, I never wanna be so broke
Tryna get a piece of bread, I never wanna

gravity
You mad at me I fill a gym sock up with batteries
I beat ‘em in the fuckin' head, that's a fatality
Fuck you and a random whore by the name

of the rings 

Add that shit up that 2 lines by a 3 

But I bet i be loaded like glocks on a sting

Only pour red i do not do the green 

Only want bread i do

(a hunnid)
Drop change on a bitch, girl, this bread on your bundles (it's bread)
And she fell back in love with my dick in her stomach
These bitches

way, to make these days shine brighter than the sun
By getting into your word
Getting Into your life

Chorus (big)

It’s my Daily bread
My daily bread
In