Break Bread

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Break bread (where them ballers at)Break bread-break bread (where them ballers at)Break bread-break bread (where them ballers at)Break bread-break bread
 Break bread - 15x
 [Hook - 2x]
 You breaking bread, what's up with it
 You breaking bread, what's up with it
 I'm turning heads, when I enter the club
 I'm Gucci this Fendi that, I'm all of the above
 [Paul Wall]
 When it comes to jewelry, I'm like T.
 J. Ford
 Cause my diamonds, average bout 15 points
 All my T.
 V. VS, nothing less than the best
 So I guess, that means I got expensive breath
 But I'm more than just jewelry, I'm more than just ice
 But me looking like a scrub, just wouldn't safice
 I got rolls gold glowing, lap tops showing
 Bremie Louis the Thirteenth, to keep it flowing
 I can keep going and going, but what's the use
 You know I'm balling in the mix, cause I got the juice
 I run with wise guys, so it's no surprise
 Everywhere I go, women undress me with they eyes
 Boys can't knock it, I'm on the rise like a rocket
 Big bank take lil' bank, I let you pick which pocket
 My wrist glowing, like I stuck my hand in a socket
 It's Paul Wall can't nobody stop it, break bread
 [Hook - 2x]
 [Lew Hawk]
 I'm a star stunning nigga, when I step in the club
 Channel sets cross my wrist, just like a light bulb
 Got Gucci cross my feet, while I shock and rock
 Popping Crystal bottles, will make these hoes bop
 We some top notch playas, ain't no time for acting
 We need ATM machines, for the loot we stacking
 Better think shoot a fee, I bet it won't break me
 Plus I spend a few G's, up in VIPIt's the currency, that make these hoochies hunch
 All they want is a hour fifty, t
 

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Duration
03:51
Key
6
Tempo
104 BPM

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