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letra de bread - lil' toast

(intro lil’ toast)
young toaster
drop testarossa
bread, loaf, pourin newman’s own
you already know man
organic, gluten free

(verse 1 lil’ toast)
i f-cked your girl at my house and she slept over
she sucked my d-ck, she looked at me, and she was dead sober
ride around, boolin, red range rover
i sold the work, i made it work and did it all over
you want some beef? you outta luck, i got barbacoa
these n-ggas snakes in the gr-ss like a f-cking cobra
leave these n-ggas dead in they sleep, dead coma
pull up, got the heat, like a red sauna
what you want from me? i just got some work
bad b-tch, i just wanna make her squirt
that b-tch is wet, like a pool n-gga
young, and i skipped school n-gga
and im boolin with my bool n-gga
im boolin in my pool
and im boolin at school n-gga
what you want from me?
you a f-ckin tool n-gga
you a wrench n-gga
leave you on the bench n-gga

(hook x2)
what you thought this was?
i’m a young n-gga
i got young hittas
with that young trigger

(verse 2 father steve)
that’s me, with a gun
i’ll aim it at you, for fun
no bullets in the clip, just run
go with it dude, run
we drink rum and water and milk
at the same time, i’m guilty
of the crime
what’s the time?
i gotta go, transform to snow
evaporate to the sky
look at me, you know i don’t try
dad tee on, got my dads jeans and his shoes
drinking a lot of boose
just kidding dude, i don’t do that
i got a cool hat
and kerwin got a baseball bat
hit you in the face with that
hit your grandpa in the back
hit your grandma in the snout
then i grab your dog and take him out
take him for a walk and beat him on the block
your grandpa has a really small…

(verse 3 -sspizza)
pizza in my stomach
rick owens on my waist
you wanna talk sh-t b-tch, say it to my face
i’m -sspizza
i don’t give a f-ck
your girl gets smacked up, like a hockey puck
eatin’ all this money
counting all this bread
up, up, down, down
(fatality)
you got no head
got no bread
can’t go to sleep cuz i got no bed
i don’t give a f-ck – what they said
dosen’t even matter
just sit back and watch my wallet grow fatter
eatin’ sandwiches servered on gold platters
watch them haters get madder
my parents get sadder
failing school
swerving on your b-tch
no it wasn’t a glych
extended clips
k!llin the game, you already know it
150 bapestas just to f-cking show it
k!lled the game
f-ck you b-tch, we eatin’ good

(closing -sspizza)
we did, we did it boys
we made it
yeah, yeah we eatin’ dinner every night
you already know it, you already know it
f-ck you, this sh-ts g-y as f-ck
f-ck you, b-tch

- lil toast

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