CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Get Yo Bread Up
(The Mekanix)
n***as don't want you to keep your head up
f**k what they talkin' 'bout, n***a, get your bread up
La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da
Shined up my shoes and jumped in my ride
Feelin' like a pimp, doin' fifty-five
In a five-seven, clean as a reverend
LS3, so G, keep my engine revvin'
Hella Heaven, you can't tell a legend (What?)
See, what you don't know and won't know, enjoy your beverage
Separate with severance, I'm Rich Paul and Maverick
Libra gang, so you know that I'm leveraged
I keep that black book and the black heat and seldom seen
Like I own a hundred thousand Krispy Kreme's
I'm doin' doughnuts, the homies go nuts
See when Dogg in the town, n***a, we turn up
Off that mothaf**kin' E-4-O mango-scotto (Yes sir)
n***a, we sip it out the bottle (Ooh)
I'm in the bay for a day, let me bubble this play
And show you n***as how I parlay
n***as don't want you to keep your head up
f**k what they talkin' 'bout, n***a, get your bread up
La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da
I'm double R from the O, I mean a long time ago
He took me from the 9-8 block to the indo store
So I can make a quick purchase and run it back
I'm on my Silicon sh*t, spent ten, made back a hundred stacks
It's amazing how I hustle in so many ways
Count revenue streams in so many ways
We never watch the clock, so we don't know how many days
I'm the quarterback 'cause I got so many plays
Digitally bit, physically fit (Yeah)
Snoop Dogg and The Mekanix, n***a, this that sh*t
Bang that, bang that, bang that, slap
Make a n***a say, "Bring that back" (Bring that back)
Now, do I like her or do I love her?
I put my sh*t in gear and burn rubber
Spice One and Short Dogg on the zap mayne
You wouldn’t know about it, n***a, its a Bay thang
Dope era, beast mode
Candy paint, Zenus and Vogues (Yes sir)
More deals to close, more bills to fold (Uh)
Get you bread, homie, and stack that sh*t by the loads
n***as don't want you to keep your head up
f**k what they talkin' 'bout, n***a, get your bread up (Get your mothaf**kin' money, man)
La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da (Come on)
n***as don't want you to keep your head up (These n***as always want you to keep your head down)
(Man, f**k that, keep pushin', yeah)
f**k what they talkin' 'bout, n***a, get your bread up (Ayy Snoop, what's happenin'?)
La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da (Haha, nah, but n***a...)
G bands and chops, orange juice and yachts
Prescription bottles, filled to the top (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Filled with the rocks, the dope game (Crack, n***a)
VIPs for sale, we was blowing shade (Everything)
Now I'm on top bigger thangs, I like real estate (Keep goin', Larry)
I like platinum on my wrist, I did that today (Yeah, sh*t, swear to God)
I’m a smooth ass n***a with a pocket full of cake (Cake)
"Larry, where you from?" b*t*h, I'm from the bay (Yeah, Frisco)
Dippin' and drippin' I keep it on me I'm trippin'
Whole lot of women, they all say that I’m different (Yeah, damn)
Fitted to my toes, I like bank rolls
b*t*h you need speed it up, you know the bank finna close (Numbers)
A kick in the freezer, a 40 in the stove
I cried in the trap when I lost Quinn Coleman
You don't wanna see me win, I keep my head up
I'm goin' hard everyday and never lettin' up
What's happenin'?
n***as don't want you to keep your head up (Yeah, uh, damn)
f**k what they talkin' 'bout, n***a, get your bread up (Yeah)
La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da
n***as don't want you to keep your head up (Keep goin', my n***a)
f**k what they talkin' 'bout, n***a, get your bread up (Yeah, haha)
La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da (The Mekanix)
Money, money, money
Say, man (Yee)
What you sittin' on? (Money)
Oh, that money too?
Oh, for sheezy?
Say man, I'm in the Bay for a day, man
Money, money
You know how we get it, man
Burn rubber (Rubber)
Yeah
n***as don't want you to keep your head up
f**k what they talkin' 'bout, n***a, get your bread up
La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da
Shined up my shoes and jumped in my ride
Feelin' like a pimp, doin' fifty-five
In a five-seven, clean as a reverend
LS3, so G, keep my engine revvin'
Hella Heaven, you can't tell a legend (What?)
See, what you don't know and won't know, enjoy your beverage
Separate with severance, I'm Rich Paul and Maverick
Libra gang, so you know that I'm leveraged
I keep that black book and the black heat and seldom seen
Like I own a hundred thousand Krispy Kreme's
I'm doin' doughnuts, the homies go nuts
See when Dogg in the town, n***a, we turn up
Off that mothaf**kin' E-4-O mango-scotto (Yes sir)
n***a, we sip it out the bottle (Ooh)
I'm in the bay for a day, let me bubble this play
And show you n***as how I parlay
n***as don't want you to keep your head up
f**k what they talkin' 'bout, n***a, get your bread up
La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da
I'm double R from the O, I mean a long time ago
He took me from the 9-8 block to the indo store
So I can make a quick purchase and run it back
I'm on my Silicon sh*t, spent ten, made back a hundred stacks
It's amazing how I hustle in so many ways
Count revenue streams in so many ways
We never watch the clock, so we don't know how many days
I'm the quarterback 'cause I got so many plays
Digitally bit, physically fit (Yeah)
Snoop Dogg and The Mekanix, n***a, this that sh*t
Bang that, bang that, bang that, slap
Make a n***a say, "Bring that back" (Bring that back)
Now, do I like her or do I love her?
I put my sh*t in gear and burn rubber
Spice One and Short Dogg on the zap mayne
You wouldn’t know about it, n***a, its a Bay thang
Dope era, beast mode
Candy paint, Zenus and Vogues (Yes sir)
More deals to close, more bills to fold (Uh)
Get you bread, homie, and stack that sh*t by the loads
n***as don't want you to keep your head up
f**k what they talkin' 'bout, n***a, get your bread up (Get your mothaf**kin' money, man)
La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da (Come on)
n***as don't want you to keep your head up (These n***as always want you to keep your head down)
(Man, f**k that, keep pushin', yeah)
f**k what they talkin' 'bout, n***a, get your bread up (Ayy Snoop, what's happenin'?)
La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da (Haha, nah, but n***a...)
G bands and chops, orange juice and yachts
Prescription bottles, filled to the top (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Filled with the rocks, the dope game (Crack, n***a)
VIPs for sale, we was blowing shade (Everything)
Now I'm on top bigger thangs, I like real estate (Keep goin', Larry)
I like platinum on my wrist, I did that today (Yeah, sh*t, swear to God)
I’m a smooth ass n***a with a pocket full of cake (Cake)
"Larry, where you from?" b*t*h, I'm from the bay (Yeah, Frisco)
Dippin' and drippin' I keep it on me I'm trippin'
Whole lot of women, they all say that I’m different (Yeah, damn)
Fitted to my toes, I like bank rolls
b*t*h you need speed it up, you know the bank finna close (Numbers)
A kick in the freezer, a 40 in the stove
I cried in the trap when I lost Quinn Coleman
You don't wanna see me win, I keep my head up
I'm goin' hard everyday and never lettin' up
What's happenin'?
n***as don't want you to keep your head up (Yeah, uh, damn)
f**k what they talkin' 'bout, n***a, get your bread up (Yeah)
La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da
n***as don't want you to keep your head up (Keep goin', my n***a)
f**k what they talkin' 'bout, n***a, get your bread up (Yeah, haha)
La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da (The Mekanix)
Money, money, money
Say, man (Yee)
What you sittin' on? (Money)
Oh, that money too?
Oh, for sheezy?
Say man, I'm in the Bay for a day, man
Money, money
You know how we get it, man
Burn rubber (Rubber)
Yeah
