Bread Winner lyrics
by Ayesha Erotica
[Pre-Chorus: Sample]
You see the Luis bag, the Gucci on my tag
These thousands on a flash
After making it [?]
You know I make a lot of money
And I count a lot of money
Stacks on deck homie
We takin' nothing from it
[Chorus: Sample]
'Cause I'm a breadwinner (Winner)
Winner (Winner)
Winner (Winner)
Yay-ay, yay-ay, yay-ay-ay
Breadwinner (Winner)
Winner (Winner)
Winner (Winner)
Yay-ay, yay-ay, yay-ay-ay
I'm a breadwinner (Winner)
[Verse 1: Hoodrat Spice]
She ain't getting this
Testing on that eight
My b*tch, she took like one
But boy, I took like three
Traphouse persuasion, my bean Caucasian
Only reason I ain't pop 'em off is probation
Now listen to me, son
I got more bars than Xanax
When I walk in through your hood
Y'all start to panic
I got a bad crew with me
And we packin' a punch
When we back to my crib
I'm like, "Y'all want some lunch?"
Now my goons locked up
'Cause they popped off for me
I don't accept collect calls, they'll be quite lonely
I hate to have to tell you that I don't f*ck with your music
The beats you use are tryin' too hard
Your bars are f*cking stupid, really f*cking stupid (Stupid)
Not Gucci Mane stupid (Stupid)
Not ATL stupid (Stupid)
b*tch, you 'bout to get booted
I'm in my old hood and I'm slanging out these chickens
A long day of cooking now I'm out here tryna swish 'em
[Pre-Chorus: Sample]
You see the Luis bag, the Gucci on my tag
These thousands on a flash
After making it [?]
You know I make a lot of money
And I count a lot of money
Stacks on deck homie
We takin' nothing from it
[Chorus: Sample]
'Cause I'm a breadwinner (Winner)
Winner (Winner)
Winner (Winner)
Yay-ay, yay-ay, yay-ay-ay
Breadwinner (Winner)
Winner (Winner)
Winner (Winner)
Yay-ay, yay-ay, yay-ay-ay
I'm a breadwinner (Winner)
[Verse 2: Yung Kitt Katt]
Childs going wild, [?]
[?] on stage, your b*tch lap dancing
Could be in the A or maybe in The Hamptons
Selling b*tches tweak, no nipple clamping
I murk these children, sleep awake [?]
Cut a dude, take his money, leave his [?]
Chop a blow up, take it like a champ
She get di*ked down, yes ma'am
Cocaine flows, promethazine saliva
So persuasive
Sold beans to the driver (Beans)
Trap sh*t, with my trap clique (Clique)
Only throw money when I'm with my trap b*tch (b*tch)
Club bangers, [?] drinkin' (Drinkin')
Party back to the crib, or in the ranger (Ranger)
Strapped with a knife (Knife)
Danger, danger
Rap game [?] hit you like an anchor
[Pre-Chorus: Sample]
You see the Luis bag, the Gucci on my tag
These thousands on a flash
After making it [?]
You know I make a lot of money
And I count a lot of money
Stacks on deck homie
We takin' nothing from it
[Chorus: Sample]
'Cause I'm a breadwinner (Winner)
Winner (Winner)
Winner (Winner)
Yay-ay, yay-ay, yay-ay-ay
Breadwinner (Winner)
Winner (Winner)
Winner (Winner)
Yay-ay, yay-ay, yay-ay-ay
I'm a breadwinner (Winner)
[Instrumental Break]
[Pre-Chorus: Sample]
You see the Luis bag, the Gucci on my tag
These thousands on a flash
After making it [?]
You know I make a lot of money
And I count a lot of money
Stacks on deck homie
We takin' nothing from it
[Chorus: Sample]
'Cause I'm a breadwinner (Winner)
Winner (Winner)
Winner (Winner)
Yay-ay, yay-ay, yay-ay-ay
Breadwinner (Winner)
Winner (Winner)
Winner (Winner)
Yay-ay, yay-ay, yay-ay-ay
I'm a breadwinner (Winner)