U stole my money bread and dough
Lost my nigga over nothing though
Dont you ever think once that ya better than uncle pete
My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet
I'm sure to get rich
Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich
Take home for dinner with soup and bread
You tryin hard to maintain, then go head
City bread just like the rangers
Adabo to my haters
I just raped you for pete-sakes, we all lean my way
Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
I would sleep blinded from fright, while dad was makin' some bread
Bread in pain yet told to be tough
And panned out, i'm all in love
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