Bread and Butter Beanie Sigel (Ft. Grand Puba & Sadat X)
"Bread and Butter" by Beanie Sigel featuring Grand Puba and Sadat X, released in 2000, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of survival, hustle, and the struggles of urban life. The lyrics emphasize the importance of financial stability and resilience. Musically, it features smooth beats and clever wordplay, showcasing the artists' lyrical prowess. The song reflects the challenges faced by many in the hip-hop community, resonating with listeners seeking authenticity and empowerment.
[Intro: Johnny "Guitar Watson" sample]
Darling...
You know, you give a man a reason for living
Not to mention... you take my paycheck
Now, baby... but, I give it to you because I love you
You know, because of the things that I feel so proud about
The things that you do, you know... like...
Running my car into the telephone post...
But I still love you, baby – I didn't get mad, did I?
Y-y-you 'member, you remember when...
W-w-when I told you to take my clothes to the cleaners
And on the way out, my very best pinstripe caught a nail?
I didn't get mad
I was proud, because you thought, enough of your man to be in such a hurry
It made me feel grand, yes it did
Ohh, I need you... I just need you
[Verse 1: Beanie Sigel]
Uh! You know I was your bread, your butter
And I ain't talkin' 'bout that bread I fucked up on you
'Cause in my head, man – I swore I lucked up
Wasn't countin' all the butter I spreaded on you
So true, now why would I play you? Bitch, I made you
I'm not talkin' 'bout the things that I gave you
Clothes wit' the labels, I brought you 'round Hov and the label
Spring water, but holdin' your age cool
And I ain't tryin to degrade you
But you was a lost little girl in you're world – boo, I saved you
Ya pop owe me a favor, I basically raised you
From squadda to Bentley-whippin'
Ain't have to watch Cribs to see how I was livin'
Me, so blinded ain't see the Robin Givens in you
Huh, shoulda seen the Ginger in you
Tried to off Beans like Rothstein? Go figure
You take my dough, spend wit' the next nigga? You crazy, bitch?!
Darling...
You know, you give a man a reason for living
Not to mention... you take my paycheck
Now, baby... but, I give it to you because I love you
You know, because of the things that I feel so proud about
The things that you do, you know... like...
Running my car into the telephone post...
But I still love you, baby – I didn't get mad, did I?
Y-y-you 'member, you remember when...
W-w-when I told you to take my clothes to the cleaners
And on the way out, my very best pinstripe caught a nail?
I didn't get mad
I was proud, because you thought, enough of your man to be in such a hurry
It made me feel grand, yes it did
Ohh, I need you... I just need you
[Verse 1: Beanie Sigel]
Uh! You know I was your bread, your butter
And I ain't talkin' 'bout that bread I fucked up on you
'Cause in my head, man – I swore I lucked up
Wasn't countin' all the butter I spreaded on you
So true, now why would I play you? Bitch, I made you
I'm not talkin' 'bout the things that I gave you
Clothes wit' the labels, I brought you 'round Hov and the label
Spring water, but holdin' your age cool
And I ain't tryin to degrade you
But you was a lost little girl in you're world – boo, I saved you
Ya pop owe me a favor, I basically raised you
From squadda to Bentley-whippin'
Ain't have to watch Cribs to see how I was livin'
Me, so blinded ain't see the Robin Givens in you
Huh, shoulda seen the Ginger in you
Tried to off Beans like Rothstein? Go figure
You take my dough, spend wit' the next nigga? You crazy, bitch?!
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