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letra de cereal - garrett

[hook: garrett]
i said i woke up this morning, no no cereal (cereal)
i got my bowl, i got my spoon, i’m tryna listen to my tunes
like here we go, momma no, captain crunch no cheerios
i said i woke up this morning, no no cereal (cereal)
i got my bowl, i got my spoon, i’m tryna listen to my tunes
like here we go, momma no, captain crunch no cheerios

[verse 1: garrett]
or stereotypes, of a young white boy k!lling life, yeah
i said i woke up this morning, i had no leche man
back in high school was plagiarism the essays man
cereal you feed me right
sit there and read the back of the boxes is all i need in life
why you f-cking with me though?
man that’s that mini wheatos
that frosted flake and you’ll soon be faking if he don’t make it
that fruity pebbles we soon be rebels if we don’t taste it
i said i wonder if i smoke enough, yeah
that’s when i hit you with the coco puffs, yeah
i said i wonder if i have enough
ran up out that leche, put the oj in my captain crunch, cinnamon toast crunch
listening to sosa
i said i’m tryna bring that money home, yeah
mix the fruit loops with the honeycomb

[verse 2: garrett]
or stereotypes, of a young white boy k!lling life, yeah
i said i woke up out my bed again, tryna get a bowl of that, had no milk to go with that
grabbed the half & half and i just roll with that
i’m talking cookie crisp, i just know one day i could be rich
that’s when i wonder where the money at
that’s when i hit you with the honey smacks
cartoons on cable man, corn pops and raisin bran
see i’m just tryna make some bands
i’m talking general mills
and even when that sh-t be soggy know it’s edible still
that’s when i wonder where these rappers at
i just want them apple jacks
i just had a bowl, another bowl, i’m talking back to back
i’m tryna bring that money home
mix the fruit loops with the honeycomb

[verse 3: mic kellogg]
now i woke and ate a bowl of frosted flakes
hit the porch and felt the sun up on my face
hit the weed and it tastes like, grapes
feels good no wait it feels grrreat!
lakeside, beach life, feels like seasides sometimes
inside, i sit most times in my confines
my bowl, my spoon, my tunes, three calls tonight and i’m
sippin’ juice and eating fruit i’m not a coffee guy, no
you should check the expiration date on the milk darling
don’t know how longs that’s been in the fridge to be honest, i’m sorry
let’s just hit that diner by the bridge darling
i don’t play trix that’s for kid darling
well f-ck it, why don’t we go back to bed darling
i’ll call in sick instead darling
you can miss school on today darling
everything’ll be okay darling
everything’ll be okay darling

- garrett

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