Breakfast (Syrup) (feat. 2 Chainz)
I got purple in my Swisher
Purple in my cup
Purple, purple in my wine glass
Purple label up
Grapes what's up?
Grape, grape, grapes, what's up?
Breakfast
Oh it's Kreay baby
Oh hey, baby
I get to work you just lazy baby
I need my break now, when where and how?
This second, right here, with a couple pounds
I be town down dropping in the scraper
I've been around the world, doing shows and getting paper (paper)
Need my medicine, again, again
I'm with 2 Chainz with two bricks in two hands
I-I-I-I-I-I'm hungry, hungry for this money
Call me Kreay Hefner, Playboy bunny
'Bout that juice, cheese, bread, breakfast (breakfast)
Stackin' dough, for breakfast
I-I-I-I-I got all the syrup, I got, I got all the syrup
I got all the syrup, I got, I got all the syrup
'Bout that juice, cheese, bread, breakfast (breakfast)
Stackin' dough
E-e-e-eight in the morning and I'm up yawning
My phone's almost dead 'cause everyone is calling
It's breakfast time and I need my apple jacks
And I need my fresh grape syrup and a money stack (stack)
We're just popping off just to kill shit (just to kill shit)
And we drink a lot so we don't feel shit (don't feel shit)
She's in her birthday suit and she's cooking too
Yeah it's breakfast time but it's only two
I-I-I-I-I-I'm hungry, hungry for this money
Call me Kreay Hefner, Playboy bunny
'Bout that juice, cheese, bread, breakfast (breakfast)
Stackin' dough, for breakfast
I-I-I-I-I got all the syrup, I got, I got all the syrup (yeah)
I got all the syrup, I got, I got all the syrup
'Bout that juice, cheese, bread, breakfast (breakfast, yeah)
Stackin' dough (I-I-I-I-I got all the syrup)
2 Chainz, ugh, I'm up now
Smoking on that loud until the sun down (loud)
Beating on that pussy 'til the sun up
You don't like what we doing shut the fuck up
Me and Kreay that's all I gotta say
I don't see a lil' nigga the money in the way
Lil' Wayne unquote Titty from the A (A)
When I'm in California, bitch I'm trynna fornicate (true)
If you ain't talking money ain't no need to conversate
I-I-I-I-I-I'm hungry, hungry for this money
Call me Kreay Hefner, Playboy bunny
'Bout that juice, cheese, bread, breakfast (breakfast)
Stackin' dough, for breakfast
I-I-I-I-I got all the syrup, I got, I got all the syrup
I got all the syrup, I got, I got all the syrup
'Bout that juice, cheese, bread, breakfast (breakfast)
Stackin' dough (I-I-I-I-I go all the syrup)
Purple in my cup
Purple, purple in my wine glass
Purple label up
Grapes what's up?
Grape, grape, grapes, what's up?
Breakfast
Oh it's Kreay baby
Oh hey, baby
I get to work you just lazy baby
I need my break now, when where and how?
This second, right here, with a couple pounds
I be town down dropping in the scraper
I've been around the world, doing shows and getting paper (paper)
Need my medicine, again, again
I'm with 2 Chainz with two bricks in two hands
I-I-I-I-I-I'm hungry, hungry for this money
Call me Kreay Hefner, Playboy bunny
'Bout that juice, cheese, bread, breakfast (breakfast)
Stackin' dough, for breakfast
I-I-I-I-I got all the syrup, I got, I got all the syrup
I got all the syrup, I got, I got all the syrup
'Bout that juice, cheese, bread, breakfast (breakfast)
Stackin' dough
E-e-e-eight in the morning and I'm up yawning
My phone's almost dead 'cause everyone is calling
It's breakfast time and I need my apple jacks
And I need my fresh grape syrup and a money stack (stack)
We're just popping off just to kill shit (just to kill shit)
And we drink a lot so we don't feel shit (don't feel shit)
She's in her birthday suit and she's cooking too
Yeah it's breakfast time but it's only two
I-I-I-I-I-I'm hungry, hungry for this money
Call me Kreay Hefner, Playboy bunny
'Bout that juice, cheese, bread, breakfast (breakfast)
Stackin' dough, for breakfast
I-I-I-I-I got all the syrup, I got, I got all the syrup (yeah)
I got all the syrup, I got, I got all the syrup
'Bout that juice, cheese, bread, breakfast (breakfast, yeah)
Stackin' dough (I-I-I-I-I got all the syrup)
2 Chainz, ugh, I'm up now
Smoking on that loud until the sun down (loud)
Beating on that pussy 'til the sun up
You don't like what we doing shut the fuck up
Me and Kreay that's all I gotta say
I don't see a lil' nigga the money in the way
Lil' Wayne unquote Titty from the A (A)
When I'm in California, bitch I'm trynna fornicate (true)
If you ain't talking money ain't no need to conversate
I-I-I-I-I-I'm hungry, hungry for this money
Call me Kreay Hefner, Playboy bunny
'Bout that juice, cheese, bread, breakfast (breakfast)
Stackin' dough, for breakfast
I-I-I-I-I got all the syrup, I got, I got all the syrup
I got all the syrup, I got, I got all the syrup
'Bout that juice, cheese, bread, breakfast (breakfast)
Stackin' dough (I-I-I-I-I go all the syrup)
Credits
Writer(s): Jean Baptiste Kouame, Jonas Jeberg, Michael Mchenry, Natassia Gail Zolot, Tauheed Epps, Ryan Buendia
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