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[Intro] But |
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I'd rather get some bread |
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But I'd rather get some bread [Chorus] |
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I said I love having sex but |
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I'd rather get some bread |
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But I'd rather get some bread, but |
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I'd rather get some bread |
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I said I love having sex but |
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I'd rather get some bread |
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But I'd rather get some bread, but |
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I'd rather get some bread |
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I said I love having sex but |
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I'd rather get some bread |
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I said I'd rather get some bread, |
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I said I'd rather get some bread |
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I said I love having sex but |
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I'd rather get some bread |
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I said I'd rather get some bread, |
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I said I'd rather get some bread [Verse 1] |
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Ay, it's two hundred women in the |
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V.I.P. And all of the rumours will be bout me |
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If they talking bout me and my |
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D-I-C Then tell 'em |
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I'm the King like |
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T.I.P. When you worth as many millions as me |
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They gon' try to get close to you |
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Cause I put it down like |
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I'm sposed to do |
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And your chick is on my promotion crew |
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Gossiping about what |
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I did Gossiping about where |
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I live Aight |
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I'm joking bout where |
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I live Cause she will never know where that is |
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Girl that thing is awesome mayne |
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The grade that |
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I give you is off the chain |
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I would love to take you to the |
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Rikers' game |
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But I'd rather get some bread |
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Now you acting like you my dame |
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Magical when |
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I do my thang |
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When I tell her she need to disappear |
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She gon' turn into a boomerang |
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Knock, knock, who's there? "I'm back" |
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Who cares? |
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Me not speaking no |
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English Girl you know |
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I'm a true player! [Chorus] [Verse 2] |
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H-N-I-C of the |
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Houston scene |
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I don't care how many partners that you can bring |
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Y'all know that |
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I'ma run it, y'all know who the king |
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I'm so close on the trail that my shoes are green |
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Paper chasing if it's any left |
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And I'm on the trail till |
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I make the catch |
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I be so close on that big face |
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That eew, |
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I can smell |
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Ben Franklin's breath |
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Y'all can try to test my success |
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If I ain't the best then come place ya bets |
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I can't see ya girl saying |
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I ain't my sex |
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Because I ain't a trick, |
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I know it ain't my cheques |
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The secret service bump into me |
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I swear y'all gon' have to be mad at me |
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Every dollar bill's a fatality |
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And every |
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President will be casualties |
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An assassination it had to be |
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My hustle game is like |
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Master P's |
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Every verse |
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I spit is of masterpiece |
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Like that painting that's on my mantle piece |
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And my crib is worse than gigantic |
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G's I got corporations and entities |
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And my wrist is cooler than antifreeze |
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Cause my money stretching like |
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Hammer P A- |
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N-T, what's the word? |
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Tell the haters |
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I'm tugging birds |
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But not the drugs, that buzzing bird |
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I keep an eagle, |
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I'm never scared |
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Word, gotta stay close to the money |
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Look at all the money that we making for |
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Johnny Don't make me a deal, that would make me a dummy |
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Had a bright idea, now my bracelet is sunny |
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I never ever tell a yellow stellar to get her groove back |
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I'm pulling that ella-ella-unbrella, tell her groove that |
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New Barack |
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O-baller, vote for me and |
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I'll improve rap |
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So in another class, |
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Uncle Sam should charge me school tax |
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Used to purchase |
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Jordans, found out |
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Michael was a rude cat |
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Paid this chick to burn 'em and she only charged me two stacks |
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No response to those that turn on me like |
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I don't do dat |
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The rumours that |
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I'm hearing just opinions but a few facts [Chorus] |
