Gucci Mane – Bout My Bread

Gucci Mane – Bout My Bread Lyrics

Artist: Gucci Mane
Song: Bout My Bread

My wrist game crazy, my wrist game pays me
Love to f#ck with white girls, I’m white girl crazy
My bread, I’m all about my bread
My bread keep me fed

I’m all about my bread
All about my bread
[?] made me, these streets done paid me
Down south dope boys what the streets named me

My bread, I’m all about my bread
My bread keep me fed
I’m all about my bread
All about my bread

My ice game crazy, wow, it’s amazing
My pinky ring daze me, look that thing changing
Watch doing his own thing, I swerve, Harlem shaking
I know it sound crazy, my diamonds are amazing

Drinking on that Rosé, it got me feeling crazy
Pinky ring, watch to match, oh boy, I spent them racks
Forty bands spent on my jeans, shoes, and hats to match
Fashion show [?]

All black Pradas, copped them out in Vegas y’all
Leather so soft, it feel like I’m in Heaven y’all
Been popping tags, going hard, buying out the bar
I really don’t care, I can get it all back tomorrow

Superman rich, got me flipping, doing fancy sh#t
Going out to Vegas, doing things, taking fancy trips
I really don’t care, got them white girls to sponsor it
Ice on my arm, got me on my Willy Wonka sh#t

My wrist game crazy, my wrist game pays me
Love to f#ck with white girls, I’m white girl crazy
My bread, I’m all about my bread
My bread keep me fed

I’m all about my bread
All about my bread
[?] made me, these streets done paid me
Down south dope boys what the streets named me

My bread, I’m all about my bread
My bread keep me fed
I’m all about my bread
All about my bread

It’s Gucci!
Retarded #ss jewelry man, stupid #ss bracelet
Crazy colored carats in my blue and yellow Jacob
Ears cost a fifty, watch cost a quarter

My ring cost a brick, my charm cost a sixty
So Icy Boys, baby, everything’s gravy
Bouldercrest raised me, Brick Squad Navy
Brand new trap house, Bumpman’s in the kitchen

Polo like a nerd, but I’m not a nerd
Flyer than a stewardess, I’m higher than a bird
n#gg#, is you serious?
Car so fast and furious

Make your b#tch [?], keep on buying jewelry
So Icy starter, right wrist water
Left wrist retarded, ’cause Gucci go the hardest
[?] new sh#t, catch me in my new coupe

Blowing on that loud pack, smoke all through the sunroof
It’s Gucci!
My wrist game crazy, my wrist game pays me
Love to f#ck with white girls, I’m white girl crazy

My bread, I’m all about my bread
My bread keep me fed
I’m all about my bread
All about my bread

[?] made me, these streets done paid me
Down south dope boys what the streets named me
My bread, I’m all about my bread
My bread keep me fed

I’m all about my bread
All about my bread
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Release Year: 2006