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lirik lagu dahgraham - bread song

[verse 1: reece]

i’m not a liar but i’m fire
turn the oven even higher
i’m chill with ancient myans
but my rhymes, you can’t buy em

oh, i’ll ghost write your track though
i’ll proove it and then i’ll stack dough

balling like the lakers be
cus in bakeries you’ll find baker reece
i cook up with no receipe
had to switch the flow cus you knowing me

i never write it down, you can’t copy paste reece
glutes always tight like the dough you didn’t freeze
the mic like the ice bucket challenge
hasta la vista

[verse 2: dahgraham]

broodje, my baе girl, i bag it, i loaf her
i need her, i roll up, you try rise, gеt punched down
no white lie, i flower her, get munched down, for one time
i wrap her produce like bread loafs and keep it sealed tight like

my breakfast bout to get cooked by an rnb artist like:

shine jus like a brioche
your pockets are just flatbread
i rap like a tortilla
skip the sides of bacon and eggs
you’ll scone get crossed out like a damper
or at yeast you’ll get found dead
cause this size of bread gon get you clipped
or sealed, so lightly you better tread

satoko don’t loaf round
i’m boutta go, f~ck ginger bread house
i build a whole town

my pockets got a head start
i share it to the ducks and now

clumsy reap the benefits
no matter which is the way you cut down

pockets look like pita and inside i keep my naan
cause outside i be real tough but inside i be real calm and i put a
finger in my bae girl and just spin it round my arm
i donut give no f~cks, its all bread i’m jus bound to the song

[verse 3: clumsy]

tripping on fumes like the blunts getting clumsy
me and my girls want the money, we itch for the cheese like our nose getting runny
pull the bl!ck out of thin air like bunnies

you’re a bummy to the max
you got no plaque boy, let’s see u dance
i got the euros while you’re in a trance

i be flocking for bread like a flock of geese
you look dirty and ugly like spoiled meat
you’re expired like unc, you’re a sour beet
get your head out the clouds, we got ground beef

get your head out the clouds, we got ground beef
we gon air out your head like a small treat
snicker when you die, that’d be real sweet

twin choppers get to peaking, you get lynched
you a b~tch
think you know me, but you haven’t met my clique
we got amy, windy lucy, ellie firat, femmy miljk and hilly
pull up to our pond and you’ll get risked
[verse 4: lena]

my bread rising when i cook but yours is like riskr moms’
i’m a cat so you know ill be making biscuits on my marble counter

i use half an ounce of barking powder and start to flour my surface
normally i’m a wordsmith, but today i’m a breadsmith

you won’t get this, its gon make your head itch
preheat the oven is the next step b~tch

first step, wash hands, turt neck, posh brand
i’m a cat, so when you see my loaf you’ll think “gosh d~mn”

- lirik lagu dahgraham

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