Luyện nghe bài hát Bread & Butter

Darling, a know, you give a man a reason for
Not to mention, you my picture
Now baby, but I give it to you I love you
Ya know the things that I feel so proud about

The that you do
Ya know, like my car into telephone poles
Plus tellin' lies, I get mad did I?
Y-y-y'member, 'member
W-w-when I tried to take my clothes to the
And on the way out, my very pinstripe caught a nail
I get mad

I was proud because you thought, of your man
To be in such a
It made me grand, yes it did
Uuh, I need you, I need you

Uh, you know I was bread you're butter
And I ain't talkin' bout dat I fucked up on you
in my head man I swore I lucked up
Wasn't countin' all the butter I on you

So true now, why would I play you I made you
I'm not talkin' the things dat I gave you
Clothes wit the labels, I brought you round Hov and da
water while holdin' you're age koo

Naw I ain't to degrade you
But you was a lost little girl 'n you're boo I saved you
Ya pop owe me a favor, I basically you
From Skoda to whippin'
have to watch Cribs to see how I was livin'

Me, so blinded ain't see the Givens in you
Huh, shoulda the Ginger in you
Tried to off Beans raw steam? Go figure
You take my dough, spend wit the next nigga you crazy

And dis was the one I
Who would ever think she would like mustard
Bitch I was bread and butter
You shoulda dat bread and butter
Ya know what? Dis funny to me
It ain't nuttin' but to me
You hungry to me
But I was your and butter
Bitch shoulda tucked dat and butter
Mm, mm, mm

You got the whole town laughin' at me, he
Silly to see got me feelin' silly Denise like
Oh, what it be in you, I see
'N dis P Y T, she got me L O V E T K O'd
Uh, like P whatever she say goes

But I'm, to turn off the lights
the door, on my pretty young need I more
Now game wit 'em, need, I, more
dat, E thy or
No Beanie Mac don't dat crap wit these whores

She want me missin' her, in my room, like the OJ's
But I'm on to my like O.J. Jones
Beano brown, dis bitch, I'll buy another one
It's my you 'lil squirrel tryna get a nut bitch
Do you, bitch? Lil smut bitch
Got name ringin, spreadin' like mustard
And I'm supposed to trust it he touched it?

I told dat ass slow like Puba
Now you're days are gray the 4 pound Ruga
Bread and Butter, see I was you're and butter
F'laaay baby, ya is gettin' big
Now you thin' you don't care about you're whip
I was you're bread and butter
Shoulda tucked dat and butter
Mm, mm, mm

So proud, of you,
I say it loud, yes I do, a'yeah
When you do, you do
How do you know, what you
Aw, on you
I you, oh oh
Mm, mm, mm

Yeah, now you know I was bread and butter
You had a to be my baby mother
no sorry I ain't Rueben Studdard
I can't apologize, multi-platinum time
Takin' all my shit and sendin' you back to you're cryin'

So don't cry dry, ya eyes
You tried to get all greasy like you super-size
So, pack ya shit, leave the
It's been nice but listen ma I gotta ya ice, dats rite

I told dat ass slow like Puba
Now days are gray like the 4 pound Ruga
and Butter, see I was you're bread and butter
F'laaay baby, ya is gettin' big
Now you gettin' thin' you don't care about you're
'Cuz I was you're and butter
Shoulda tucked dat bread and
Mm, mm, mm

Bread and
Bread and
and butter
Bread and

Mm
Mm
Mm
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