letra de breakfast - nige hood
“wakin up in the mornin, girl got
breakfast made for me homie
got my pleasantries already rolled for me, and she kisses me where i want it”
[verse 1]
got my dishes done
and that table cleared
in case i wanna lay’er there
but i’d rather gather my thoughts first
i’ll wait an hour then toss her
man thats why dudes is slackin now
because they don’t think bout the cost first
they cashin out, they cashin out
i mean literally they cashin out
they gawkin over a couple thousand dollar checks dont know they gonna take taxes out
they gettin towed and repoed
while i’m backin out
— scurt! scurt!
tell me what you think about
a young n-gga named nige
man i’m 5 foot 9 with a 9 inch reason
why your girl is on mine
and these fools is actin up
i take a step forward n-ggas
backin up, i guess
they mad as f-ck, i guess
they mad because
i’m a gl-ss and they flimsy
like a plastic cup and this
[hook]
breakfast…
most important meal of the day
my n-gga, this breakfast…
wake up and tell the new world hey
my n-gga, this breakfast…
feed up my n-gga, this breakfast…
this breakfast, breakfast!
“wakin up in the mornin, girl got
breakfast made for me homie
got my pleasantries already rolled for me, and she kisses me where i want it
i’m just wakin up in the mornin, girl got
breakfast made for me homie
got my pleasantries already rolled for me, and she kisses me where i want it”
[verse 2]
when the biscuits burn in the oven
and the eggs stick to the pan
will you eat what you cre-ated
let your pride starve you again
ive had many ups and my lows
have come as fast as rage in a bull
now my gl-ss of oj ain’t half empty
my gl-ss’ll sit as half full
you won’t never know when your
time will come, you never know so be ready
my grandfather died in the mornin
before he put the toast to his jelly
so let’s push a toast in the air
for all my folk who died before dinner
yesterdays were made so beginners
could look towards to make them a winner
so i thank the lord on this morning
for the sunshine thru my blinds
for what doe there is in my pocket
and this cigarillo of pine
i go steam and get in the shower
washing off the dirt and the grime
come downstairs and eat a good breakfast
then i clean and get to the grind
if you see it you can believe it
and folks ain’t seen a vision like mine
i see eggs and grits on the table
i see bacon strips of that swine
i see coffee poured in my mug
by my girl, my girl is so fine
my house slippers is soft as a rug
and always pray before i dine
homie this breakfast
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