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breakfast santana - never enough lyrics

breakfast santana
wake and bake it’s time to shake and groove
i gotta keep on grinding like i’m on a booty
like i know it’s real cuz i seen it move
like i’m on a pill limitless appeal if you need that work you better hit my cell
you should get to work and worry bout yourself i am only human you don’t need my help
but i do it for jewels and old chanel, i need the juice the ocean well
beautiful views over a sail and a bungalow checks in the mail
don’t forget that i want a chick who don’t need me back cuz she on her sh-t
but she call me daddy i don’t have no kids, giving panoramic dome off the rip
i need cash money taking over for the 9 never work another d-mn 9 to 5
that’s my vibe imma let it ride that’s my life give me what i like
never get enough, give me first dibs and the runner up
think it see it do it keep it double up
if you dream it better speak it run it up, you ain’t done enough
it ain’t over ’til you win my n-gga so get up and do it again my n-gga
paint a better picture give up all your b-tches get your sh-t together
you ain’t got another minute tryna be a visionary on the couch in the house ain’t it scary
you can have it all, or not at all if you want it get it then come back for more n-gga

swing batter swing batter up
throw it back i never had enough
smack it flip it rub it dab it up
i can’t blame you if you mad as f-ck
i can’t stop i never had enough
i need profit never had enough
i can’t stop i never had enough
money bag a n-gga add it up
swing batter swing batter up
throw it back i never had enough
smack it flip it rub it dab it up
i can’t blame you if you mad as f-ck
i can’t stop i never had enough
i need profit never had enough
i can’t stop i never had enough
money bag a n-gga add it up

blaka
swing the wood like big hurt
running through these hoes looking for pay dirt
that was incorrect, “you going wrong way, sir”
several times pulled the baddest b-tch but ain’t a baddest b-tch i done had and sh-t
to make drop this lil rapping sh-t
and in this music thang i still ain’t sh-t – yet
keep it real with myself
need a mil for myself
made 6 figures one year at a company
imagine what the sh-t would if i owned the sh-t myself
i put it all in my raps, how i put it in your lap b-tch
i ain’t tryna be ya man, i don’t wanna be ya dad
let them other n-ggas do them $80 dinners
where you undercover cl-ssless b-tches in the bathroom texting other n-ggas
then you leave me and not let me hit it
not this one
undercover ho sl-t b-tches
knowing you let a lot of n-ggas hit it
but you meet a new n-gga tryna act different, gimme that -ss b-tch
think i’m simple cuz a n-gga wear gl-sses
got a good job, i’m tall dark and handsome
supposed to be stuck with you, not for love but just for a ring so that you could say that you have one
almost pulled a fast one
you better go back to that last one
i’m changing my life through this rapping
while you broke people having sad fun

- breakfast santana lyrics

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