
Get That Bread Lil Wayne & Juelz Santana
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[Verse 1: Juelz Santana]
Trips with the dufflebag, bricks in the dufflebag
Hope the dog don't come sniff through the duffle bag
Hit the town up, I'm passin a dufflebag
Let the niggas know I'll be back for the dufflebag
And it better be cash in the dufflebag
If not, that's yo' ass, yo' ass in the dufflebag
Life's a border bitch, so I brought her dick
And she enjoys all of it, ya dig?
The peacemaker, my piece make a mess, believe hater
You'll die now, you won't see later
For some dough or some bread
You'll be in pieces like a loaf of some bread
I have your girl holding her head
She telling me I'm like a cobra in bed
I'm telling her to roll over instead
I got this, listen, I got some work I need boothed
After we fuck, I got some work I need moved
Now that you work for me boo
Pimpin' included, get in a skirt and these shoes
And get to workin' these dudes
(It's Santana, fuck wit' ya boy)
I'll be back for them dollars, lil' mama
And it better not be short a dollar, lil' mama
[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
We get that bread, boy, we get that bread, boy
We get that bread, boy, we get that bread, boy
Trips with the dufflebag, bricks in the dufflebag
Hope the dog don't come sniff through the duffle bag
Hit the town up, I'm passin a dufflebag
Let the niggas know I'll be back for the dufflebag
And it better be cash in the dufflebag
If not, that's yo' ass, yo' ass in the dufflebag
Life's a border bitch, so I brought her dick
And she enjoys all of it, ya dig?
The peacemaker, my piece make a mess, believe hater
You'll die now, you won't see later
For some dough or some bread
You'll be in pieces like a loaf of some bread
I have your girl holding her head
She telling me I'm like a cobra in bed
I'm telling her to roll over instead
I got this, listen, I got some work I need boothed
After we fuck, I got some work I need moved
Now that you work for me boo
Pimpin' included, get in a skirt and these shoes
And get to workin' these dudes
(It's Santana, fuck wit' ya boy)
I'll be back for them dollars, lil' mama
And it better not be short a dollar, lil' mama
[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
We get that bread, boy, we get that bread, boy
We get that bread, boy, we get that bread, boy
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