Bread & Butter - Beanie Sigel

Bread & Butter

Beanie Sigel

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Lyric

Darling, you know, you give a man a reason for living

Not to mention, you take my picture

Now baby, but I give it to you because I love you

You know 'cause of the things that I feel so proud about

The things that you do

You know, like runnin' my car into the telephone poles

Plus, to that peep, I didn't get mad, did I?

Y-Y-You 'member, 'member when-

W-W-When I tried to take my clothes to the cleaners and on the way out

My very best pinstripe caught a nail

I didn't get mad

I was proud because you thought, enough of your man

To be in such a hurry

It made me feel grand, yes it did

Uh, I need you, I just need you

Uh, you know I was your bread, your butter

And I ain't talkin' 'bout that bread I fucked up on you

'Cause in my head, man, I swore I locked up

Wasn't countin' all the butter I spreaded on you

So true now, why would I play you? Bitch, I made you

I'm not talkin' 'bout the things that I gave you

Clothes with the labels, I brought you 'round Hov and the label

Spring water, while holdin' your age koo

Now I ain't tryin' to degrade you

But you was a lost little girl and your world, boo I saved you

Your pop' owe me a favor, I basically raised you

From Squada to Bentley-whippin'

Ain't have to watch Cribs to see how I was livin'

Me, so blinded ain't see the Robin Givens in you

Huh, shoulda seen the ginger in you

Tried to off beans, like raw steam? Go figure

You take my dough, spend with the next nigga, you crazy bitch?

Off you go

And this was the one I trusted

Who would ever think she would spread like mustard

Bitch, I was your (bread and butter) (uh-huh)

You shoulda tucked that (bread and butter)

You know what? This shit funny to me (uh-huh)

It ain't nothin' but money to me

You lookin' hungry to me

But I was your bread and butter

Bitch, you shoulda tucked that (bread and butter)

Mm (mm), mm (mm), mm (mm), mm (mm)

You got the whole town laughin' at me, silly he

Silly to see got me feelin' silly, like Denise like-

Oh, what could it be in you? I see, and this young P-Y-T

She got me L-O-V, E-T-K-O

Uh, like Teddy P. whatever she says, goes

But I'm, ready to, "Turn Off The Lights"

Close the door, on my pretty young need I more

Now peep game with 'em, need, I, more, gimme that, E-thy

Or no Beanie Mac, don't play that crap with these whores

She want me missin' her (in my room) like the OJ's homes

But I'm on to my zone like O.J. Jones

Beano brown, cancel this bitch, I'll buy another one

Uh, it's my world you lil' squirrel tryna get a nut bitch

Do you-, what bitch? Lil' smut, bitch

Got your name ringin', spreadin' like mustard

And I'm supposed to trust it after he touched it?

I told that ass, "Slow down", like Puba

Now your days are gray like the four pound Ruga

Bread and butter, see I was your bread and butter (uh)

F'lay, baby, your hips is gettin' big (uh-huh)

Now you gettin' thin, you don't care about your whip

'Cause I was your bread and butter

Shoulda tucked that bread and butter

Mm (mm), mm (mm), mm (mm), mm (mm)

So proud, of you ayy-yeah (ha-ha)

I gotta say it loud, yes I do, ah-yeah (yeah, yeah)

When you do (do) what you do (do)

How do you do, what you do?

Aw, shame on you

I need you (oh, oh)

Mm (mm), mm (mm), mm (mm), mm (mm)

Yeah

Now you know I was your bread and butter (uh-huh)

You had a shot to be my baby mother (uh-huh)

Ain't no sorry, I ain't Reuben Stoddard (uh-huh)

I can't apologize, it's multi-platinum time

Takin' all my shit and sendin' you back to your moma cryin' (yeah)

So don't cry baby dry, your eyes (yeah)

You tried to get all greasy like you super-size fries

So, pack your shit (uh-huh)

Leave the whip (yeah)

It's been nice, but listen, ma, I gotta defrost your ice

That's right

I told that ass, "Slow down" like Puba

Now your days are gray like the four pound Ruga

Bread and butter, see I was your bread and butter (uh)

F'lay, baby, your hips is gettin' big (uh-huh)

Now you gettin' thin, you don't care about your whip

'Cause I was your bread and butter

Shoulda tucked that bread and butter

Mm (mm), mm (mm), mm (mm), mm (mm)

Now! Yeah, now

Just like bread and butter

Just like bread and butter

Say it now (now)

Tell it now (now)

Just like bread and butter

Just like bread and butter

Mm (mm), mm (mm), mm (mm), mm (mm)

Mm, mm, mm, (enemies)

Mm, mm, mm, (enemies)

Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm

Mm, mm, mm, (enemies)

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