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Bread & Butter Ft. Sadat X & G
Beanie Sigel
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Darling, you know, you give a man a reason for living
Not to mention, you take my picture
Now baby, but I give it to you because I love you
You know 'cause of the things that I feel so proud about
The things that you do
You know, like runnin' my car into the telephone poles
Plus, to that peep, I didn't get mad, did I?
Y-Y-You 'member, 'member when-
W-W-When I tried to take my clothes to the cleaners and on the way out
My very best pinstripe caught a nail
I didn't get mad
I was proud because you thought, enough of your man
To be in such a hurry
It made me feel grand, yes it did
Uh, I need you, I just need you
Uh, you know I was your bread, your butter
And I ain't talkin' 'bout that bread I fucked up on you
'Cause in my head, man, I swore I locked up
Wasn't countin' all the butter I spreaded on you
So true now, why would I play you? Bitch, I made you
I'm not talkin' 'bout the things that I gave you
Clothes with the labels, I brought you 'round Hov and the label
Spring water, while holdin' your age koo
Now I ain't tryin' to degrade you
But you was a lost little girl and your world, boo I saved you
Your pop' owe me a favor, I basically raised you
From Squada to Bentley-whippin'
Ain't have to watch Cribs to see how I was livin'
Me, so blinded ain't see the Robin Givens in you
Huh, shoulda seen the ginger in you
Tried to off beans, like raw steam? Go figure
You take my dough, spend with the next nigga, you crazy bitch?
Off you go
And this was the one I trusted
Who would ever think she would spread like mustard
Bitch, I was your (bread and butter) (uh-huh)
You shoulda tucked that (bread and butter)
You know what? This shit funny to me (uh-huh)
It ain't nothin' but money to me
You lookin' hungry to me
But I was your bread and butter
Bitch, you shoulda tucked that (bread and butter)
Mm (mm), mm (mm), mm (mm), mm (mm)
You got the whole town laughin' at me, silly he
Silly to see got me feelin' silly, like Denise like-
Oh, what could it be in you? I see, and this young P-Y-T
She got me L-O-V, E-T-K-O
Uh, like Teddy P. whatever she says, goes
But I'm, ready to, "Turn Off The Lights"
Close the door, on my pretty young need I more
Now peep game with 'em, need, I, more, gimme that, E-thy
Or no Beanie Mac, don't play that crap with these whores
She want me missin' her (in my room) like the OJ's homes
But I'm on to my zone like O.J. Jones
Beano brown, cancel this bitch, I'll buy another one
Uh, it's my world you lil' squirrel tryna get a nut bitch
Do you-, what bitch? Lil' smut, bitch
Got your name ringin', spreadin' like mustard
And I'm supposed to trust it after he touched it?
I told that ass, "Slow down", like Puba
Now your days are gray like the four pound Ruga
Bread and butter, see I was your bread and butter (uh)
F'lay, baby, your hips is gettin' big (uh-huh)
Now you gettin' thin, you don't care about your whip
'Cause I was your bread and butter
Shoulda tucked that bread and butter
Mm (mm), mm (mm), mm (mm), mm (mm)
So proud, of you ayy-yeah (ha-ha)
I gotta say it loud, yes I do, ah-yeah (yeah, yeah)
When you do (do) what you do (do)
How do you do, what you do?
Aw, shame on you
I need you (oh, oh)
Mm (mm), mm (mm), mm (mm), mm (mm)
Yeah
Now you know I was your bread and butter (uh-huh)
You had a shot to be my baby mother (uh-huh)
Ain't no sorry, I ain't Reuben Stoddard (uh-huh)
I can't apologize, it's multi-platinum time
Takin' all my shit and sendin' you back to your moma cryin' (yeah)
So don't cry baby dry, your eyes (yeah)
You tried to get all greasy like you super-size fries
So, pack your shit (uh-huh)
Leave the whip (yeah)
It's been nice, but listen, ma, I gotta defrost your ice
That's right
I told that ass, "Slow down" like Puba
Now your days are gray like the four pound Ruga
Bread and butter, see I was your bread and butter (uh)
F'lay, baby, your hips is gettin' big (uh-huh)
Now you gettin' thin, you don't care about your whip
'Cause I was your bread and butter
Shoulda tucked that bread and butter
Mm (mm), mm (mm), mm (mm), mm (mm)
Now! Yeah, now
Just like bread and butter
Just like bread and butter
Say it now (now)
Tell it now (now)
Just like bread and butter
Just like bread and butter
Mm (mm), mm (mm), mm (mm), mm (mm)
Mm, mm, mm, (enemies)
Mm, mm, mm, (enemies)
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, (enemies)
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