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Lirik Lagu Mims – Bread N Butter


By: Admin | Artist: M mims | Published: 2024-14-05T12:27:58:00+07:00
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[intro: mims]
r.i.p.! b.i.g.! let’s go!

[chorus: notorious b.i.g. sample] (mims)
for the bread n b-tta i leave n-gg-s in the gutta (yeah! )
huh, for the bread n b-tta i leave n-gg-s in the gutta (mims! )
huh, for the bread n b-tta i leave n-gg-s in the gutta
(y’all didn’t know it was me right! )
huh, for the bread n b-tta i leave n-gg-s in the gutta
(let me say my name again mims! )
for the bread n b-tta, for the bread n b-tta (one more time)
for the bread n, for the bread n b-tta, for the bread n b-tta (mims! )
for the bread n, for the bread n b-tta, for the bread n b-tta
(y’all ‘gon remember that sh-t man! )
for the bread n, for the bread n b-tta, for the bread n b-tta
(alright let’s get with the verse)

[verse one: mims]
look, i said for that bread n b-tta i leave n-gg-s in the gutta
f-ck with me, die slow, like a chick with no rubber
all white no color albino with them birds be
drop heads sittin on the back of kobe’s jersey
new york, jersey, hits like a derby
black eyed peas n-gg-s know i got them fergie’s
that’s why the fiends they prefer me
i don’t gotta advertise all word of mouth they refer me
try to out serve me you gotta get up early
for that bread n b-tta i leave n-gg-s where the worms be
money super straight like a perm be
concrete, jungle f-ck with me you need a army
your sh-t go, pop pop, how you ‘gon harm me!
my sh-t go rat tttttttttttttaaaaattttttttt like a tommy
i came at n-gg-s calmly, now i’m on some n-gg- sh-t
try to touch my scrilla get you lit like a cigarette
you couldn’t get rid of me i’m sort of like the internet
world wide hustler, colder than the winter gets
i am what a spinner is, way past ballin
don’t gotta touch the rock i still eat like jordan
haters like oh sh-t, who is this recordin
m-i-m-s this is what you callin (mims! )
house so high, on the hill, this a problem
when the snow falls i bet you come run to (?)

[chorus: notorious b.i.g. sample] (mims)
huh, for the bread n b-tta i leave n-gg-s in the gutta
huh, for the bread n b-tta i leave n-gg-s in the gutta
huh, for the bread n b-tta i leave n-gg-s in the gutta
huh, for the bread n b-tta i leave n-gg-s in the gutta
for the bread n b-tta, for the bread n b-tta
for the bread n, for the bread n b-tta, for the bread n b-tta (uh! )
for the bread n, for the bread n b-tta, for the bread n b-tta (uh! )
for the bread n, for the bread n b-tta, for the bread n (uh! )

[verse two: mims]
look, i said for that bread n b-tta i leave n-gg-s in the gutta
freeze it up, in the winter, throw it out, by the summer
bank account, seven digits like a telephone number
bah! bah! beat it up, you would think i was a drummer
i’m a boss of the b-ss with the treble cause trouble
n-gg-s say they make it rain, i don’t even see a puddle
not a drop, you would dry in the kalahari desert
all that crack, you refer to, man you talkin ’bout the crevice of yo’ -ss
where the cash at? dow jones, nasdaq
pull up at the light, they like, “i didn’t know he haaaad that”
astounding, look at how i’m spittin
i got more, bread n b-tta than the motherf-ckin kitchen
i can dish it, i can serve it, i can flip it, i can turn it
you could never bring it out, like a muh’f-ckin hermit
i put one, show’s earning up against ya whole life
spend it all, make it back, and that’s just in one night
you got one chain money, maybe somethin for a whip
i got big boat chips, take a sh-t on my ships (that’s right)
take a look at what i did, you ain’t gotta say i’m rich
but when you talkin ’bout the next, you n-gg-s gotta say i’m it!
that’s it! – i killed it
more, bread n b-tta than a muh’f-ckin pilgrim
sorry hip-hop, i ain’t mean to hurt ya feelings
without, sayin nothin, watch me make another million! (let’s go! )

[chorus: notorious b.i.g. sample]
huh, for the bread n b-tta i leave n-gg-s in the gutta
huh, for the bread n b-tta i leave n-gg-s in the gutta
huh, for the bread n b-tta i leave n-gg-s in the gutta
huh, for the bread n b-tta i leave n-gg-s in the gutta
for the bread n b-tta, for the bread n b-tta
for the bread n, for the bread n b-tta, for the bread n b-tta
for the bread n, for the bread n b-tta, for the bread n b-tta
for the bread n, for the bread n b-tta, for the bread n b-tta


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