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Bread Could I

I could I could keep you company could I could I could keep you so happy can I can I can I make you feel really fine We could we could we make

shoulda listened when her white friends advised Not me I make your battle ships capsize Get soaked get wet get baptized I got the full package a nigga complete I get bread

's a one shot kill I'm so far ahead ya'll Can't touch my land spread 'Cause most of ya'll Is misled and underfied Hey, what can I say, I'm a little

I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make a ass outta yourself tryna stop me I'm cocky, rap's "Rocky",

I'm building Things that I could leave for my children (children) children (children) Now I only wake up with a smile to see how far I've come Fighting

respect the words I inject Kick credit for realism and the truth I project Because I could bust rhymes for fun,or cut MC's like a knife But the topic I

gone, our nigga dead! I slapped my girl, she called the FEDS I did that time, and spent that bread I'm headed home, I'm almost there I'm on my way, headed

this give or take world I got what it takes Put you out your misery, Kathy Bates I'm Young Money, I'm Cash Money If we could buy time, I spend my last

Yo, I go by the name (I'm yo' Pusha) Of Pharrell from the Neptunes And I just wanna let y'all know (I'm yo' Pusha) The world is about to feel Something