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G-EAZY lyrics : "Breakfast ft. Ground Up"


[Hook: Ground Up] x2
Lord forgive me, I'm talking reckless

She from Philly, but her $$# from Texas
Bad (*##$, she gon' make me breakfast (x2)
Lord forgive me, I'm talking reckless

She hate me but she love my necklace
Bad (*##$, she gon' make me breakfast (x2)


[Verse 1: Ground Up]
Eleven in the morning, chillin' with a Sarah
Might've been a Tara, didn't really care

Know I had to roll up, tap her on the shoulder
Bed over there but we slept on the sofa
Bed over there but we $#&@ed in the cab ride back to the crib

That's backwards and %#@!
She woke up ^^&$#*, did a ^!$$% laundry
Made a ^!$$% breakfast, I was kinda hungry

She ain't even eat though, said she on a diet
#~!!@ was a riot, how could I deny it?
So inspired, when I'm inside her

She a roughrider, never hold back, and she never too tired
Got no man but she could be lying, could be spying
Wanna be an actress, never really made it

But she still trying, she still trying

[Hook] x2


[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
Ahem, with the bacon on the side

Friends with benefits cause she know what I provide
Got her in bed then I slid it inside, says she always loves it when I hit it from the side
Besides, I ain't never lied

On the way back home she blew me in her ride
First things first, let me tell you about the vibe
On point, I about died

Look, flippin' eggs her $$# is twitching, cooking naked in the kitchen
Bro this verse it isn't fiction, I'm just feeding her addiction
Yeah, while she feeding me bacon, think it'll never work out seeing she's taken

Eating in the house of the dude she's dating, that's a lucky man
No I ain't even hatin'


[Hook] x2

[Verse 3: Ground Up]

I state the facts, I stay relaxed
My (*##$ so bad, you will pay for that
We $#&@ed till the sunset, fade to black

Wearing nothing but her heels and a Raider hat
She's laid back, no makeup on, shawty still so fly
Cause my chick just fill my belly up, my (*##$ don't kill my vibe

I like the way she stay by me, she weighs my weed
And she knows when I'm not myself, fake I.D
C'est la vie, that's just life

She's just right, does that dirt but she clean up nice
Smoke and sex, no regrets
Just this once I'll be gone by lunch, damn


[Hook] x2

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