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 it to you because I love you
Ya know 'cuz the things that I feel so proud

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

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

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

So now, why would I play you bitch I made you
I'm not talkin' 'bout the dat I gave you
Clothes wit the labels, I you round Hov and da label
Spring water while holdin' age koo

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

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

And dis was the one I
Who would ever think she spread like mustard
Bitch I was your bread and
You tucked 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 bread and
Bitch shoulda dat bread and butter
Mm, mm, mm

You got the town laughin' at me, silly he
Silly to see got me feelin' like 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 Teddy P whatever she say

But I'm, to turn off the lights
Close the door, on my pretty young need I
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 zone O.J. Jones
Beano brown, cancel dis bitch, buy another one
It's my world you 'lil tryna get a nut bitch
Do you, bitch? Lil smut bitch
Got name ringin, spreadin' like mustard
And I'm to trust it after he touched it?

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

So proud, of you,
I gotta say it loud, yes I do,
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 you're and butter
You had a shot to be my mother
Ain't no sorry I ain't Rueben
I can't apologize, it's time
Takin' all my and sendin' you back to you're moms cryin'

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

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

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Bread and
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Bread and

Mm
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