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chow mane & sawhee – pumpkin patch date with the bros lyrics

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[intro + chow mane & sawhee]
yeah
it’s october 3rd right now
actually it’s october 1st
2:57 pm
nee nee nee nee nee nee nee
huh

[hook + sawhee]
yee, yee, yee, yee
six in the mornin’ wake up with bread on my mind
bank account look good like a dime
wonder why your girl on my line
told her keep tryin’, keep tryin’
six in the mornin’ wake up with bread on my mind
i don’t need reminding
speakin’ guapanese when i’m talking, yeah
papercuts from the counting (ow)

[verse 1 + sawhee]
papercuts on my fingertips
fill it up like i robbed a bank
i got the bag like a garbage man
payin’ off taxes for uncle sam
blackinese tryna get paid like a arab
white b+tch money i don’t even need a spray tan
chasin’ money baby i don’t even play no freeze tag
doin’ numbers, larry june playin’ on my imac
what it do, do, do i need profit (what it do)
if it ain’t ’bout cheen, what the topic?
i got all these bands in my pocket
got my b+tch like what the h+ll
[verse 2 + chow mane]
yeah, aye, aye, aye, aye
sellin’ shrooms outside tj’s like they girl scout cookies
in my pj’s h+lla gold on everyone lookin’
windows down, my seat back slappin’ my homie’s music
in the parking lot gettin’ head, based god what are you doing?
i got money on my mind like it’s under my skull
i’m in the bay like clam chowder and seagulls
you ain’t gettin’ bread like you on keto
i don’t want that b+tch she look too much like a hot cheeto
woke up feelin’ brand new
back then we just had to make due
now i take your girl on a date like the fruit
don’t use a spoon, blow on it like soup, ooh ooh
sittin’ on a desk while i’m countin’ cash
turned her zoom class to a onlyfans
first i take a bubble bath
then i take your b+tch to the pumpkin patch
to the pumpkin patch
we goin’ to the pumpkin patch
to the pumpkin patch
let’s go to the pumpkin patch

[hook + sawhee]
yee, yee, yee, yee
six in the mornin’ wake up with bread on my mind
bank account look good like a dime
wonder why your girl on my line
told her keep tryin’, keep tryin’
six in the mornin’ wake up with bread on my mind
i don’t need reminding
speakin’ guapanese when i’m talking, yeah
papercuts from the counting (ow)



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