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Correct Gettin' Bread Lyrics
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A.Tone Da Priest
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Correct Gettin' Bread
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All these presidents inside my head The ones that keep me fed and haunt me til I'm dead When a nigga getting bread (4x) All these people coming from my past And asking me for cash but wanna see me crash When a nigga getting bread (4x) When a nigga getting bread mane it's on betta start That party up Fly through that spot here sittin on chrome bout to Pick my shawty up I'm starting up I finish slow old presidents all on the Floor Crazy type of genius when it comes to skills for Stackin dough While blowin dro we getting high, fuck haters man they All should die Slow like waitin for paint to dry, he don't make money Multiply He don't keep his shit supa fi like matches that be Burnin up If this ain't what you bumpin now then I suggest you Turn it up I suggest you Learn it up, perm it up get yo fact Straights Learn about yo business before your mouth participate Cause fake is fake and real is real now tell what the Fucking deal Don't say to much cause by you answer I can tell if we Can chill And I can tell if you can kill Hamiltons Jacksons Franklins Spend a wad of cash and take it straight back to the Bank man It ain't all about rank man it's more bout how ya do it More bout doin whatcha doin no breakin we get right to It S slices lie in my safe in case a crisis On ice yes stress not, I got so many vices Dough flies in collect my prize in a timely manner Want some cake, not to mention a section of cheddar on My platter Pockets fatter bitches badder, a rain reaction See my stack in the club, and shawty sprung the brain In action They be askin me attackin me to find out where I'm Headed To the crib or hotel I wont tell they fell tryna get in The ride as I rided on my marry way away From all these people who see nothing but the amount I'm getting paid I miss the days, of no papes cause then I knew Authentic From the fake and phony not so homies spendin for they Get it And fuckin up all my credit, thank god my bank expandin Cause these niggas would take it all from ya even the Ground your standin Meticulous planning, I'm branching out my businesses Everlasting When a nigga getting bread it's like bliss life's so Worth having
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