Bread Shop
We gon' pull up to the bread shop
Then we count the money just like Amscot
.40 with a beam that's enough to hit you with headshots
I don't like to bicker, I just go and let my lead talk
I don't do the fed talk
Only do the pep talk
All this shit is new to me, but doesn't really phase me
Bitches call my line and be asking to have a baby
I just laugh about it 'cause life is just really crazy
One day you can love me then the next day you can hate me
Ooh ooh what you know about me?
Hoppin' out the Rolls Royce
Stars on me
(On me)
Lambo driving cars on me
(On me)
You the one, steal my heart from me girl
Ooh ooh what you know about me?
Hoppin' out the Rolls Royce
Stars on me
(On me)
Lambo driving cars on me
(On me)
You the one, steal my heart from me girl
We gon' pull up to the bread shop
Then we count the money just like Amscot
.40 with a beam that's enough to hit you with headshots
I don't like to bicker, I just go and let my lead talk
I don't do the fed talk
Only do the pep talk
All this shit is new to me, but doesn't really phase me
Bitches call my line and be asking to have a baby
I just laugh about it 'cause life is just really crazy
One day you can love me then the next day you can hate me
Ooh ooh what you know about me?
Hoppin' out the Rolls Royce
Stars on me
(On me)
Lambo driving cars on me
(On me)
You the one, steal my heart from me girl
Ooh ooh what you know about me?
Hoppin' out the Rolls Royce
Stars on me
(On me)
Lambo driving cars on me
(On me)
You the one, steal my heart from me girl
Then we count the money just like Amscot
.40 with a beam that's enough to hit you with headshots
I don't like to bicker, I just go and let my lead talk
I don't do the fed talk
Only do the pep talk
All this shit is new to me, but doesn't really phase me
Bitches call my line and be asking to have a baby
I just laugh about it 'cause life is just really crazy
One day you can love me then the next day you can hate me
Ooh ooh what you know about me?
Hoppin' out the Rolls Royce
Stars on me
(On me)
Lambo driving cars on me
(On me)
You the one, steal my heart from me girl
Ooh ooh what you know about me?
Hoppin' out the Rolls Royce
Stars on me
(On me)
Lambo driving cars on me
(On me)
You the one, steal my heart from me girl
We gon' pull up to the bread shop
Then we count the money just like Amscot
.40 with a beam that's enough to hit you with headshots
I don't like to bicker, I just go and let my lead talk
I don't do the fed talk
Only do the pep talk
All this shit is new to me, but doesn't really phase me
Bitches call my line and be asking to have a baby
I just laugh about it 'cause life is just really crazy
One day you can love me then the next day you can hate me
Ooh ooh what you know about me?
Hoppin' out the Rolls Royce
Stars on me
(On me)
Lambo driving cars on me
(On me)
You the one, steal my heart from me girl
Ooh ooh what you know about me?
Hoppin' out the Rolls Royce
Stars on me
(On me)
Lambo driving cars on me
(On me)
You the one, steal my heart from me girl
Credits
Writer(s): Brett Wallack
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