Bread The Artist – Water

Bread The Artist – Water Lyrics

Artist: Bread The Artist
Song: Water

Water on my wrist, bro, she sucked my dick, (on my dick!)
You don’t got the payroll, boy you will miss, (you will miss!)
Money bursting out the bank, i call it bliss, (call it bliss!)
If you got a blick bro, it’s on your wrist, (got it got it got it!)

Yeah, water my wrist, (yeah)
Ice on my wrist
b#tch got a lisp, (oh yeah, yeah)
50’s don’t miss

Up in the coupe
Up in the crib, (oh yeah)
Up in the crib, woah woah, (woah, woah)
Drip drip, drip drip, (woah)

Ice all on me like a snowstick, (like a bi,)
b#tches all on me wanna f#ck me, hey
I don’t really got that much money
Stop pretending you’re funny, b#tch you’re built like a bunny

I rip out out your tunny, make out with your honey, (we just fu’)
f#cking your b#tch, she made of lard, made of lard, (yeaht)
Got so much money it’s not that hard, not that hard
Drip drip, drip drip, (ok)

Money that sh#t looks fantastic, (alright,)
Money that sh#t looks еlastic, (huh?)
Codeine that sh#t looks galastic
Cs, that sh#t is bombastic (woah woah)

Why is your girl made of plastic? (ew)
Drip drip, drip drip, who knows, who knows?
And that’s why i caught you slacking
And that’s whеre i found you lacking

Water on my wrist, bro, she sucked my dick, (on my dick!)
You don’t got the payroll, boy you will miss, (you will miss!)
Money bursting out the bank, i call it bliss, (call it bliss!)
If you want a blick bro, it’s on your wrist, (got it got it got it!)

f#cking yo b#tch like it’s nada (nada)
Ice on my neck cause i’m hotter (b#tch, ok)
She think i’m scared cause i slaughter (slaughter)
Hydrate to get that jebaited (yuh)

Sleeping cause i’m hella faded (bi)
Don’t give a f#ck if i’m hated (mememe)
Pull up with yo b#tch in a honda (honda)
Pull up with a bottle of water (water)

Drip drip, drip drip, run that sh#t ’round like a fit bit
Extinguish that sh#t, it’s so lit lit
f#cking yo b#tch in the moonlit
Water on my wrist, bro, she sucked my dick, (on my dick!)

You don’t got the payroll, boy you will miss, (you will miss!)
Money bursting out the bank, i call it bliss, (call it bliss!)
If you got a blick bro, it’s on your wrist, (got it got it got it!)
I’m economic, i’m astranomic

Got all the pages, make up a comic
Got all my b#tches, they all islamic
Got all this money, wait are you retarded?
Wait wait, hold up, b#tch you retarded? (huh?)

I think you built like a garden, (alright)
Don’t regard it
But you know it goes hard man
Water, w-water, where is it, it’s on my wrist (on my wrist,)

b#tches, b#tches, where is they, they on my dick, (on my dick,)
Money, money, money, (yuh) it’s the sh#t, yeah
Water on my wrist, bro, she sucked my dick, (on my dick!)
You don’t got the payroll, boy you will miss, (you will miss!)

Money bursting out the bank, i call it bliss, (call it bliss!)
If you want a blick bro, it’s on your wrist, (got it got it got it ah!)
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Release Year: 2005