Luyện nghe bài hát Bread & Butter

Darling, a know, you a man a reason for living
Not to mention, you take my
Now baby, but I give it to you because I you
Ya know 'cuz the things that I feel so proud

The that you do
Ya know, like runnin' my car into telephone
Plus lies, I didn't get mad did I?
Y-y-y'member, when
W-w-when I tried to my clothes to the cleaners
And on the way out, my very best caught a nail
I get mad

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

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

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

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

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

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

You got the whole town at me, silly he
Silly to see got me feelin' silly like Denise
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
Close the door, on my pretty young need I
Now game wit 'em, need, I, more
dat, E thy or
No Beanie Mac play dat crap wit these whores

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

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

So proud, of you,
I gotta say it loud, yes I do,
you do, what you do
How do you know, you know
Aw, on you
I you, oh oh
Mm, mm, mm

Yeah, now you I was you're bread and butter
You had a shot to be my baby
Ain't no I ain't Rueben Studdard
I can't apologize, it's multi-platinum
Takin' all my shit and you back to you're moms cryin'

So cry baby dry, ya eyes
You tried to get all greasy you super-size fries
So, pack ya shit, the whip
It's been nice but listen ma I gotta defrost ya ice, dats

I told dat ass slow down 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' you don't care about you're whip
'Cuz I was you're and butter
Shoulda tucked dat bread and
Mm, mm, mm

and butter
Bread and
and butter
Bread and

Mm
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