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We get that bread boy
We get that bread boy
We get that bread boy
We get that bread boy
We get that bread boy
We get that bread boy
We get that bread boy
Trips in the duffle bag, bricks in the duffle bag
Hope the dog don't come sniff through the duffle bag
Hit the town up, I'm passing the duffle bag
Let the niggas know I'll be back for the duffle bag
And it better be cash in the duffle bag
If not that's your ass, your ass in a duffle bag
Life's a broad bitch, so I brought a dick
And she enjoys all of it, ya dig?
The peacemaker, my piece make a
Mess believe hater, you'll die now, you won't see later
For some dough and some bread
You'll be in pieces like a loaf of some bread
I'll have your girl holding her head
She telling me I'm like a cobra in bed
I'm telling her to roll over instead
I got this, listen, I got some work I need boost
After we fuck I got some work I need move
Now that you work for me boo, pimping included
Get in this skirt and these shoes and get to working these dudes
I'll be back for them dollars lil mama
And it better not be short a dollar lil mama
We get that bread boy
We get that bread boy
We get that bread boy
We get that bread boy
Yeah, bitch the game ain't sweet to sugar
The coke is in abundance, meet the pusher
I'm smoking on the blunt of the Ashton Kutcher
It's fuck you pay me, ask a hooker
I run up on the homie with the mask he shook up
Honey put the money in the bag, don't look up
Fuck y'all, boy we count cash and cook up
A bunch of young niggas with stashes put up
I flash that dough at a ho, bitch cheese up
I ain't doing nothing but getting paid, y'all niggas stuck
Maserati moving with the legs all chromed up
21 Inches man I gotta ride grown up
Open up the belly on that new Mercedes
Got that bitch looking like it's straight having a baby
But that ain't fair, but I don't care
I'm a motherfucking cash money millionaire
I'm getting bread boy
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