Paul Wall - Break Bread - Sözleri

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 VIP

It's the currency, that make these hoochies hunch

All they want is a hour fifty








		
			



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