Bread Lyrics

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Hey, she call for my bread Hey, she call for my bread

Up on the dick in the morning Tell me that she horny

Oh girl, I'm sorry Put it back you own me

And she put it in my bread And she put it in my bread

I hear you tell you girl I love you from the bottom of my heart

I've been spending money on these sluts Every month we rush

Oh, she put it on her once But I had to trick her once

Now she came back, she want some more I told her don't rush

No, I had to be insane I had to drop all of my links

I had to pull up all of my tricks She said she married all of my gifts

I don't have it, but you can get it Every moment, yeah, you can kill it

But you know, bitch, I ain't gon' give it

Yeah, yeah

Hey, she the top of my bread She be the top of the league

Fuck on the lean when we drop Don't give me ding-dongs

I had to destroy homies I had to kill all homies

Niggas, they talkin' the bullshit Fuckin' my shit, I gotta be up

Lit as a pump, pumpin' my radar, I gotta be up

Look at my sailor, she wanna get all the stylish

I got that bread crust, I got the Irish

Hey, she wanna see my eyes Bitch, I'm so high, fuckin' the vision

I got the top, all of the bottle I been the drop all of the summer

Yeah, hey, she wanna get the top of my head

Fuckin' my cup, you know the drizz

Spinnin' the top, you know where you at

Nigga, we fuckin' the top of the mattress

She gettin' married tonight

I'ma fuckin' for that one last time

Hey, she told me once, but I had to drop out

I had to tell the nigga that I'm not that nice

45 on my ice, 45 when I die

Bullet five on the same street

Still killin' niggas off ice

See me when I come around

Love me when I gotta go

Give that money, then I roll

She give me top of the bread

She give me top of the bread

Up in the morning, when I go

She give me top of the head

I gotta say that I'm on

She give me top of the three

45, I still got on

56, take me on

She give me top of the bed

45, I'm on the zone

I got the chear, all on my songs

She don't know, I had to be troubling

I had to be trembling

I'm so scared, I am buried alive

I need be crumbling

Take time when you make money

Take time when you wanna feel the love

Pick my love, but shawty

But she wanna kill me and she wanna get hocks

I had to kill her

Pretty face, she an actress

Billy got a little section

We can kill it, how we smoked it

Here she give me top of the what

Bread

Here she give me top of what

Bread

Here she give me top of the bitch

Top of the head

¿Por qu haces esto, Benfer Mendes