I’d Rather Get Bread - Chamillionaire

But
I'd rather get some bread
I said I love having s*x but
I'd rather get some bread
But I'd rather get some bread but
I'd rather get some bread
I said I love having s*x but
I'd rather get some bread
But I'd rather get some bread but
I'd rather get some bread
I said I love having s*x but
I'd rather get some bread
I said I'd rather get some bread
I said I'd rather get some bread
I said I love having s*x but
I'd rather get some bread
I said I'd rather get some bread
Ay it's two hundred women in the
V I P And all of the rumours will be bout me
If they talking bout me and my
D I C Then tell 'em
I'm the King like
T I P When you worth as many millions as me
They gon' try to get close to you
Cause I put it down like
I'm sposed to do
And your chick is on my promotion crew
Gossiping about what
I did Gossiping about where
I live Aight
I'm joking bout where
I live Cause she will never know where that is
Girl that thing is awesome mayne
The grade that
I give you is off the chain
I would love to take you to the
Rikers' game
But I'd rather get some bread
Now you acting like you my dame
Magical when
I do my thang
When I tell her she need to disappear
She gon' turn into a boomerang
Knock knock who's there I'm back
Who cares
Me not speaking no
English Girl you know
H N I C of the
Houston scene
I don't care how many partners that you can bring
Y'all know that
I'ma run it y'all know who the king
I'm so close on the trail that my shoes are green
Paper chasing if it's any left
And I'm on the trail till
I make the catch
I be so close on that big face
That eew
I can smell
Ben Franklin's breath
Y'all can try to test my success
If I ain't the best then come place ya bets
I can't see ya girl saying
I ain't my s*x
Because I ain't a trick
I know it ain't my cheques
The secret service bump into me
I swear y'all gon' have to be mad at me
Every dollar bill's a fatality
And every
President will be casualties
An assassination it had to be
My hustle game is like
Master P's
Every verse
I spit is of masterpiece
Like that painting that's on my mantle piece
And my crib is worse than gigantic
G's I got corporations and entities
And my wrist is cooler than antifreeze
Cause my money stretching like
Hammer P A
N T what's the word
Tell the haters
I'm tugging birds
But not the d**gs that buzzing bird
I keep an eagle
I'm never scared
Word gotta stay close to the money
Look at all the money that we making for
Johnny Don't make me a deal that would make me a dummy
Had a bright idea now my bracelet is sunny
I never ever tell a yellow stellar to get her groove back
I'm pulling that ella ella unbrella tell her groove that
New Barack
O baller vote for me and
I'll improve rap
So in another class
Uncle Sam should charge me school tax
Used to purchase
Jordans found out
Michael was a rude cat
Paid this chick to burn 'em and she only charged me two stacks
No response to those that turn on me like
I don't do dat
The rumours that