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RON BROWZ FT. MAINO lyrics : "Bout That Bread"

(Pre-Hook)
So you made it into the club
So walk a thousand times bro

Point out them haters they gonna get the caliber
Every day it's a new (*##$ on the calendar
Bring out some rack so walk the $#&@ing stylin

(Hook)
Ye that bread bout that $#&@ing bread
Bout that $#&@ing bread

Getting head getting $#&@ing head
Getting $#&@ing head
Bout that bread bout that $#&@ing bread

Bout that $#&@ing bread
Getting head getting $#&@ing head
Getting $#&@ing head

(Verse)
Don't sleep , leather in the bed leather in the bed
Unless you sleep with your baby mom getting $#&@ing head

In the trap counting $#&@ing bread, counting $#&@ing bread
Try and creep feel that $#&@ing lay , feel that $#&@ing lay
I be gone on these (*##$es, counting all my riches

That $$# big I mean so big might bend it up when I'm slipping
Broke talk don't fit us your girl all of my (*##$es
We in the club we spend a mil before the feds come get us

Celebrate myself ye I'm proud of me
Mommy put your lips on me that's the policy
Ye your boys spit crack now let's try and keep

She don't understand english just swallow me
Might've met her in can, might've met her on the east side
Links marvin (*##$ I'ma show you how we ride

Ghost parked outside just me and my chica
I don't know about y'all but me and my ^!$$%s beef on
(Pre-Hook)

So you made it into the club
So walk a thousand times bro
Point out them haters they gonna get the caliber

Every day it's a new (*##$ on the calendar
Bring out some rack so walk the $#&@ing stylin
(Hook)

Ye that bread bout that $#&@ing bread
Bout that $#&@ing bread
Getting head getting $#&@ing head

Getting $#&@ing head
Bout that bread bout that $#&@ing bread
Bout that $#&@ing bread

Getting head getting $#&@ing head
Getting $#&@ing head
(Verse)

I'm bout that bread, that $#&@ing bread
I'm bout that bread
I said (*##$ please don't bite the head

Don't bite the head
Now bring your friend just bring your friend
Come bless me please

Now both go in
Ye both go in, oh lucky me
I'm on that certified boo boo %#@!

RIP to my old (*##$
$#&@ you and your whole team
Can't defend against my offence

Step aside of my office
You wanna roll with that black mom
Wanna ride with them real ^!$$%s

Wanna live better ask God
Fast cars like Nascar, blast off like NASA
Be a part of that Mafia

Machine gun and a black op
We about bread ^!$$% $#&@ fame
Ron Browz with the champagne

30 (*##$es, 30 swivels
You live that it's not a game
(Pre-Hook)

So you made it into the club
So walk a thousand times bro
Point out them haters they gonna get the caliber

Every day it's a new (*##$ on the calendar
Bring out some rack so walk the $#&@ing stylin
(Hook)
Ye that bread bout that $#&@ing bread
Bout that $#&@ing bread

Getting head getting $#&@ing head
Getting $#&@ing head
Bout that bread bout that $#&@ing bread
Bout that $#&@ing bread
Getting head getting $#&@ing head

Getting $#&@ing head

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