yeah she like me My watch game crazy, Audemar's so icy She like it when I stunt, me I'm what she want I'm in that rich nigga fraternity, we only talk bread
this is not been it, You claiming millis, You ain't go this red dot is on your forehead, My middle name is more bread, And my last name is... than your bread
this Christmas Left, right now shake what? What you want? Yo what you want? Tell me, tell me, tell me a story I believe, oh I believe All things are
bitch faster then the Road Runner Rocks on my wrist, rose gold under Glocks on my hip, those throw thunder I'm buying diamonds by the pair But when you stop, the only thing
you cry That sugarcane that tasted good That cinnamon, that's Hollywood Come on, come on No one can see you try You want the greatest thing, the greatest thing since bread
better than ma I had a gal ain't know what b*** or n*** After this I'ma drop ahead of my time The two thangs that I love is my bread and my dyme They
things) So many things, so many things (So many things) So many things, oh yes we are (So many things) So many things, so many things (So many things
dice, throw down your ice Bet it all playa, fuck the price Money ain't a thing, throw it out like rice Been around the world, cop the same thing twice
Its Sharks in the water come git your life vest or get ate up A's to the S's we K'd up wipe a nigga out for every thing while he laid up GIMME THAT
t get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfuckin' P I M P Now shorty, she in the club, she dancin' for dollars She got a thing
, derail your own train Well who hasn't been there before? I come round, around the hard way Bring you comics in bed, scrape the mold off the bread And
I'm a Million (a million) [Trina:] You know big money I get dat Got my feet up when I kick back Get major bread for my chit chat Got Miss Keri baby
Manducat dominum Pauper, pauper Servus et humilis Pauper, pauper Servus et humilis Heavenly bread That becomes the bread for all mankind Bread from the
to like? On high holy days, you know he prays and prays And he never eats pastrami on white bread with mayonnaise Put on your yamulkah and hey, hey, do that Hebrew thing
easily Dough flow, blow, do the show, all across the globe Lotta carats in my earlobe, chillin' 20 million Wanna jam with my ghetto's blackstreet heros Do they thing
me, hit me on the cellular I'm slidin' though so quick I'm so into her Baby girl you keep it jumpin' And I love the way you do that little thing with
so you can 45 me You put this shit off in our neighborhoods and sweat us And when you finally catch us up you give us letters A cold thing just when
bumpin' this beat [Chorus: Z-Ro] Ever since I could remember I been on my grind, All the time Nothing but paper and pussy and the finer things on my