U stole my money bread and dough
Get rough with me, that night flow
City bread just like the rangers
Talking about the god you serve
I would sleep blinded from fright, while dad was makin' some bread
But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head
I won't to share my music like jesus broke bread
Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed
Look, cole world, still a cold world
And dip the mashed potato covered
I stay making bread, i married sarah lee
Just sit back and relax and take it easy
Eat a dick nigga, bitch
Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich
Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold
Bitch, all my verses on this beat are all pen and pad, yeah i'm bold
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