long, I'm leaving This is the last time we'll meet on the street going your way Don't look surprised, you know you've buttered your bread So now it'
Cold iron shackles And ball and chain Listen to the whistle Of the evenin' train You know you Bound to wind up dead If you don't head back To Tennessee
Glorifying their bodies Something just don't feel right Still we keep pretending That boys and girls are men and women We watch it and we call it entertainment And
lover, and if it aint me then the girls just suffer I got the big bread so the girls just butter, and you aint gotta love me cos the World do, and I aint
nigga, is you trickin' or what? Flow tighter than a dick in the butt Just hopped off the plane, came back from Vancouv' Little white tee, some boobs, and
Come on now, bread and butter No one knows a better mother She's the guy who kills the sky Burns the night out when she goes away She's the boat in the
alright Is this Gump out of his head? I think so Is this Gump really brain dead? I think so Did this Gump make lots of bread? I think so And that's all
, still gettin' swoll off bread and water. I don't know if they fags or what--search a nigga down and grab on his nuts. And on the other hand, without
bread and water. I don't know if they fags or what--search a nigga down and grab on his nuts. And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none
bread and water. I don't know if they fags or what-- search a nigga down and grab on his nuts. And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none
To chuck you a bone, and stop throwing stones And that goes for everybody thinking it?s them Fuck you, you and you her Him and him, Tom, Dick and Kim
in the guts Got dat halloween kicks trick or treat in the clutch C'mon nigga is you trickin or what Flow tighter than a dick in the butt Jus hopped
day and night and night and day You're gonna see a lot of me I'm gonna haunt you, I'm gonna haunt you Oh, what a pest I'm gonna be Both day and night and
Rollin_) * cut and scratched 4X by Mista Sinister Verse One: No I.D. No time to get all excited just write it from the inside let the pen slide and
tooty so fruity and fresh, I'm fresh and fruity Ya duty's to figure the booty's gettin' slapped up I love them chicks that be thick as a loaf of bread
, *** 1 and here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4 And here comes the 3 to the 2 and 1 (Gimmie 1, ***) And here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4 And here comes the
' them bread And before y'all bet just noticed that (Uh huh) I treat dice games like football I pop niggaz and don't give 'em a quarter back And then
I would Would I, would I wake up every morning Bring you breakfast in bed? With the right amount of butter on your toasted bread Would I fix your brunch, lunch and