Bread N Butta
[Intro: MIMS]R.I.P.!!!! B.I.G.!!!!!! LET'S GO!!!!![Chorus: Notorious B.I.G. Sample] (MIMS)For the bread butta I leave niggas in the gutta (YEAH!!!)Huh, for the bread butta I leave niggas in the gutta (MIMS!!!)Huh, for the bread butta I leave niggas in the gutta(Y'all didn't know it was me right?!)Huh, for the bread butta I leave niggas in the gutta(Let me say my name again MIMS!!!)For the bread butta, for the bread butta (One more time)For the bread , for the bread butta, for the bread butta (MIMS!!!)For the bread , for the bread butta, for the bread butta(Y'all 'gon remember that shit man!)For the bread , for the bread butta, for the bread butta(Alright let's get with the verse)[Verse One: MIMS]Look, I said for that bread butta I leave niggas in the guttaFuck with me, die slow, like a chick with no rubberAll white no color albino with them birds beDrop heads sittin on the back of Kobe's jerseyNew York, Jersey, hits like a derbyBlack Eyed Peas niggas know I got them Fergie'sThat's why the fiends they prefer meI don't gotta advertise all word of mouth they refer meTry to out serve me you gotta get up earlyFor that bread butta I leave niggas where the worms beMoney super straight like a perm beConcrete, jungle fuck with me you need a armyYour shit go, pop pop, how you 'gon harm me!My shit go rat tttttttttttttaaaaattttttttt like a tommyI came at niggas calmly, now I'm on some nigga shitTry to touch my scrilla get you lit like a cigaretteYou couldn't get rid of me I'm sort of like the internetWorld wide hustler, colder than the winter getsI am what a spinner is, way past ballinDon't gotta touch the rock I still eat like JordanHaters like oh shit, who is this recordinM-I-M-S This is what you callin (MIMS!!!)House so high, on the hill, this a problemWhen the snow falls I bet you come run to ( ?)[Chorus: Notorious B.I.G. Sample] (MIMS)Huh, for the bread butta I leave niggas in the guttaHuh, for the bread butta I leave niggas in the guttaHuh, for the bread butta I leave niggas in the guttaHuh, for the bread butta I leave niggas in the guttaFor the bread butta, for the bread buttaFor the bread , for the bread butta, for the bread butta (UH!)For the bread , for the bread butta, for the bread butta (UH!)For the bread , for the bread butta, for the bread (UH!)[Verse Two: MIMS]Look, I said for that bread butta I leave niggas in the guttaFreeze it up, in the winter, throw it out, by the summerBank account, seven digits like a telephone numberBAH! BAH! Beat it up, you would think I was a drummerI'm a boss of the bass with the treble cause troubleNiggas say they make it rain, I don't even see a puddleNot a drop, you would dry in the Kalahari desertAll that crack, you refer to, man you talkin 'bout the crevice of yo' ASSWhere the cash at? Dow Jones, NASDAQPull up at the light, they like, "I didn't know he haaaad that"Astounding, look at how I'm spittinI got more, bread butta than the motherfuckin kitchenI can dish it, I can serve it, I can flip it, I can turn itYou could never bring it out, like a muh'fuckin hermitI put one, show's earning up against ya whole lifeSpend it all, make it back, and that's just in one nightYou got one chain money, maybe somethin for a whipI got big boat chips, take a shit on my ships (that's right)Take a look at what I did, you ain't gotta say I'm richBut when you talkin 'bout the next, you niggas gotta say I'm IT!!THAT'S IT!!! - I killed itMore, bread butta than a muh'fuckin pilgrimSorry hip-hop, I ain't mean to hurt ya feelingsWithout, sayin nothin, watch me make another million! (Let's go!)[Chorus: Notorious B.I.G. Sample]Huh, for the bread butta I leave niggas in the guttaHuh, for the bread butta I leave niggas in the guttaHuh, for the bread butta I leave niggas in the guttaHuh, for the bread butta I leave niggas in the guttaFor the bread butta, for the bread buttaFor the bread , for the bread butta, for the bread buttaFor the bread , for the bread butta, for the bread buttaFor the bread , for the bread butta, for the bread