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sahbabii - bread head lyrics
[chorus]
long live the demon, he gon’ come back from the dead
i just pulled up to the bank, withdraw some cash same price your head
pull up on your block like i do locks and dye your dreads
i just caught a body, i need four five bullets thick like meg
bread head, bread head, bread head, bread head
bread head, bread head, bread head, bread head
[verse 1]
play it in the back of my head a couple times, see if i’m wrong
spin this b_tch one more time, let’s see if they gone
kick that front door in, check every room to see if they gone
i got d_cks on all of my guns, they p_ssy, let’s see if they moan
when it’s time to dance on the battlefield, we leaving our phones
don’t come outside with that fake gangster sh_t, leave it at home
like a hurricane hit, whole bunch of bodies all up in my dome
the flunkies and the crash dummies be the first one gone
he not a k!ller, it’s the drugs
turn a n_gga block to a motherf_cking rug
you can’t hide in the city, we know every club
slide on them b_tches, they bl__dy and sh_tty
he got a hundred, he got a fifty
run through boxes of bullets tryna fill up these titties
i might spin a block with him, then spin him, this sh_t get tricky
[chorus]
long live the demon, he gon’ come back from the dead
i just pulled up to the bank, withdraw some cash same price your head
pull up on your block like i do locks and dye your dreads
i just caught a body, i need four five bullets thick like meg
bread head, bread head, bread head, bread head
bread head, bread head, bread head, bread head
[verse 2]
we don’t give no f_ck ’bout what they doing, so why they worried ’bout us?
your mans was in the street, you wasn’t gangster, on the curb probably
you said you bust who head? n_gga, who dead? we ain’t heard ’bout you
it’s gon’ be some sh_t coming out they body, i’m droppin’ t_rds ’bout it
i’m f_ckin’ this b_tch and spreadin’ them ass cheeks, that booty hole pink
d_ck riding keep gettin’ them n_ggas k!lled, i love when them hoes link
blackout ’bout my bros, f_ck around, get a darker skin color
i only ride with n_ggas that’s tryna change your skin color
yeah, bread on his head, tryna make a n_gga wonder
sent the n_gga up to zeus, he was out here playing with that thunder
when we pull up on them n_ggas, i’ma leave a f_cking puddle
and if a n_gga fold, that’s out of my control, you know
[chorus]
long live the demon, he gon’ come back from the dead
i just pulled up to the bank, withdraw some cash same price your head
pull up on your block like i do locs and dye your dreads
i just caught a body, i need four five bullets thick like meg
bread head, bread head, bread head, bread head
bread head, bread head, bread head, bread head
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