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Paul Wall
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Break Bread ( Lew Hawk, Gu-U )
作詞:Paul Slayton
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You breaking bread, what's up with it, what's up with it You breaking bread, what's up with it, what's up with it I'm turning heads, when I enter the club I'm Gucci this Fendi that, I'm all of the above, okay
You breaking bread, what's up with it, what's up with it You breaking bread, what's up with it, what's up with it I'm turning heads, when I enter the club I'm Gucci this Fendi that, I'm all of the above
When it comes to jewelry, I'm like T.J. Ford 'Cause my diamonds, average 'bout 15 points All my TV, VS, nothing less than the best So I guess that means I got expensive breath
But I'm more than just jewelry, I'm more than just ice But me looking like a scrub just wouldn't suffice I got rolls gold glowing, lap tops showing Bremie Louis the Thirteenth to keep it flowing
I can keep going and going but what's the use You know I'm balling in the mix 'cause I got the juice I run with wise guys, so it's no surprise Everywhere I go, women undress me with they eyes
Boys can't knock it, I'm on the rise like a rocket Big bank take lil' bank, I let you pick which pocket My wrist glowing like I stuck my hand in a socket It's Paul Wall can't nobody stop it, break bread
You breaking bread, what's up with it, what's up with it You breaking bread, what's up with it, what's up with it I'm turning heads, when I enter the club I'm Gucci this Fendi that, I'm all of the above, okay
You breaking bread, what's up with it, what's up with it You breaking bread, what's up with it, what's up with it I'm turning heads, when I enter the club I'm Gucci this Fendi that, I'm all of the above
I'm a star stunning nigga, when I step in the club Channel sets cross my wrist, just like a light bulb Got Gucci cross my feet, while I shock and rock 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Popping Crystal bottles, will make these hoes bop
We some top notch playas, ain't no time for acting We need ATM machines for the loot we stacking Better think shoot a fee, I bet it won't break me Plus I spend a few G's up in VIP
It's the currency that make these hoochies hunch All they want is a hour fifty, take em out to lunch But they must be drunk, I never trick off ends Just flip a blue Benz with the blue eyes lens
On 16 headed North with my chrome girlfriend She could make your life end and not get sent to the Penn This for my niggaz in the Penn that won't see sunshine Got princess cuts in my mouth, you could see sunshine, break bread
You breaking bread, what's up with it, what's up with it You breaking bread, what's up with it, what's up with it I'm turning heads, when I enter the club I'm Gucci this Fendi that, I'm all of the above, okay
You breaking bread, what's up with it, what's up with it You breaking bread, what's up with it, what's up with it I'm turning heads, when I enter the club I'm Gucci this Fendi that, I'm all of the above
Jumping in the slab, I'm bound to turn heads In somethings blue red, running lights like the FED's Man I feel like Pac, it's all eyes on me Sitting on 23's in the black SUV
A life of luxury that's the life for me You can catch me at the mall, spending 15 thee On the piece and chain, got rocks and rings Hoes attitudes changed since I'm having thangs
It's hard to explain but that's the way it goes Over night I went from showing rocks, to rocking shows Hoes that wouldn't speak, now they watching me But I'm trying to figure out is it the watch or me
Or the foreign car with the blue eyed lens It's a bird it's a plane, that's my made back Benz Is we cutting or what, is what I'm asking her In Texas she saw my chain, it's a massacre, break bread
You breaking bread, what's up with it, what's up with it You breaking bread, what's up with it, what's up with it I'm turning heads, when I enter the club I'm Gucci this Fendi that, I'm all of the above, okay
You breaking bread, what's up with it, what's up with it You breaking bread, what's up with it, what's up with it I'm turning heads, when I enter the club I'm Gucci this Fendi that, I'm all of the above
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