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letra de doughboy - j3ff

[intro]
you already know what the f-ck goin’ on
j k!llah on the f-ckin’ beat
ayy, ayy!

[verse 1]
burnin’ up burn it up
’cause we ’bouta burn it up
crank this sh-t ’cause we are ’bout to f-ckin’ turn it up
i’m an animal, i’m a hungry m-th-f-ckin’ beast
cookin’ up on repeat
’bout to feast, ’bout to feast

[chorus]
i got bread, i got bread
i got m-th-f-ckin’ bread
i got bread, i got bread
i got m-th-f-ckin’ bread
too much bread, i’m baker’s man
all part of the f-ckin’ plan
too smooth like silk from j-pan
bad-ss just like jackie chan
this sh-t ain’t no juice, it’s motherf-cking sauce
i don’t have no excuse ’cause i’m the boss
we got the sauce, we got the sauce
we only get dubs and never loss
we got the sauce, we got the sauce
runnin’ this sh-t ’cause i’m the f-ckin’ boss

[verse 2]
benjamins stuffed up in my f-ckin’ pocket
i am blowin’ up like a davy crockett
why the f-ck you think i’m not makin’ profit
you needa hop off of my d-ck ’cause you know i’m a rap prophet
you already know all we do is f-ckin’ eat
mad flow, i’m spittin’ all this f-ckin’ heat
all this sh-t pilin’ up i gotta cash out
you don’t want the smoke ’cause you know you wanna dash out
f-ckin’ up the set, ice all on my neck
pullin’ up a 3, you know its f-ckin’ wet
my gold really shine, chillin’ down my spine
i got f-ckin ice, y’all ‘ready know i’m nice

[verse 3]
b-tch you know i don’t f-ck with the sh-t
boy can’t even fl!ck like my wrist
i will not have this sh-t have it ’cause you know you my f-ckin’ b-tch
don’t test me i’ll make you turn sides like a switch
boy, you tweakin’
sendin’ signals like a beacon
f-ckin’ sh-t you already know i’m f-ckin’ deep in
swimmin’ swimmin’ swimmin’ swimmin’, swimmin’, now im leakin’
water splash, cash money maker in the deep end

- j3ff

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