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GUCCI MANE FT. PEEWEE LONGWAY & WAKA FLOCKA FLAME lyrics : "Breakfast"

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I smoke weed for breakfast, I drink lean for breakfast
I take mollies, I take Xanax, I can't eat no breakfast

Half a pound for breakfast, two grams of molly, breakfast
A pint of lean for breakfast and I'm cookin' dope for breakfast
I smoke weed for breakfast, I drink lean for breakfast

I take mollies, I take Xanax, I can't eat no breakfast
Half a pound for breakfast, two grams of molly, breakfast
A pint of lean for breakfast, I got collard greens for breakfast


[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Bitin' on my lip for breakfast, can't serve that trick unless?

We on two different levels, Flock said he just came from Belgium
My trap house right off Gresham, I'm so !@#$ successful
She ate my dick for dinner then she ate my lips for breakfast

Got a big booty (*##$ with some nice size !@%$
Baby so fine, gotta let her ride with me
She the type of (*##$ gets an F550

You the type of (*##$ can't get one penny
Smoke 75 blunts in one minute
I ain't finna eat no Denny's or Wendy's

I sure ain't broke and I sure ain't friendly
I don't flash shows if the show got plenty
If the show a smorgasbord then I won't get skinny

Pour the lean so dark that it look like Henny
It's breakfast time and y'all ^!$$%s come get it
If you wanna go to war, #~!!@ ^!$$% I'm with it

I peeped it, you piece of %#@!
Try to creep on, ^!$$%, I seen it
Put a beam on a ^!$$% for treason

I'll kill a $#&@ ^!$$%, no reason

[Hook: Gucci Mane]


[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
Pocket full of mollies, blow them pounds out the window

Diamond Cuban gold link chain cost a kilo
Get it fronted by amigo, plus I got a hit single
Mother$#&@ these ^!$$%s, what the Hell they sayin'?

Crossed over, still stay 'hood
Steel top on my Phantom hood
Can't cook dope but a ^!$$% shoot good

Got your baby mama walkin' on my hardwood
Orange juice and five Backwoods for breakfast
80,000 dollars on a young ^!$$% necklace

Can't hit the club if them hoes ain't naked
Waka Flocka Flame is so damn reckless
^!$$%s puttin' bands on they head, just wreck it

Pocket full of hundreds, don't do no debit
Only smoke gas, you smoke unleaded
Brick Squad hittin' lanes, found the exit

Smoke another pound, my ^!$$%
Where the $#&@ you from? Throw your 'hood up, ^!$$%
Diamonds in my mouth, can't do golds, my ^!$$%

Shorty be boozed, kicked back on the leather
Keep it real, chase cheddar
She'll $#&@ for some red-bottoms and a Givenchy sweater

That hoe ain't %#@! ? type of (*##$ that set me up
PeeWee in the cut with a scrap and a double cup
She ain't see him?


[Hook: Gucci Mane]


[Verse 3: PeeWee Longway]
In the morning I'm still geekin', lickin' Miley Cyrus for breakfast
Three bad (*##$es from the Playboy Mansion,

I'm PeeWee Longway Hefner
Got pink double-sealed in my refrigerator, I pour mud up for breakfast
Got a place, said he want a load of collard greens

Meet me on Metropolitan at the Burger King
Went out for breakfast, ^!$$%, me and Waka and Gucci
Just finessed it up, $4,000 gas, pass in a Bentley truck

We eat rats, that's how we get full
If you a rat, we got the semi-auto full, boy
Took your ice in, that %#@!, I ain't Bird

Catch a tail from the light I'll come and make this year
2013 I tip, tryna calm my whip
Rappers talkin' 'bout the table, countin' up my chips
Sippin' on mud, drinkin' out the mug
With a ^!$$% misses, boy, I know he pissed

Lean got me trippin', is it workin'? %#@!?
One day, I ain't gon' hurt you, (*##$
Y'all know the rest, it's my breakfast, (*##$
Trust me not, punk, $#&@ you, %#@!
Molly on me, (*##$, the lean on me, (*##$

Go ahead all with them hash and grits

[Hook]

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