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dark loafus - gimme dat bread lyrics

[intro]
ooh, what i wouldn’t do to break your bread
your bread
ooh, what i wouldn’t do to break your bread
your bread
ooh, what i wouldn’t do to break your bread

[verse 1]
straight to the customer, hotdog, hamburger
bun grilla, with the yeast in my burps
and a thirst for the worst , sucking beer out your shirts
matzo basket! and i triscuit!
pass the biscuits! f+ck the bisquick!
i’m a doughboy, keepin’ elves employed
i’ma eat this whole m+th+f+ckin po’boy (crunch!)
cool whip, on my scone, warm rolls, on my dong, and it’s on
[verse 2]
whisk yourself, let it beat, aerate
my lips start l+stin’ for a tasty kake
waffle batter, graham cracka
and i wanna take a l!ck from the spatchla
pineapple upside down in an upright room
treatin’ myself, eatin’ a pie from the moon
gotta consume еnough bread to keep me alive
i need a donut i can sizzlе and fry (aye aye)

[chorus]
(ooh what i wouldn’t do to bake your bread)
gimme that bread! gimme that bread!
(ooh what i wouldn’t do to bake your bread)
gimme that bread! gimme that bread!

[verse 3]
now bread might crunch, and bread might crack
and bread might mold, but f+ck all that
sit down and listen close to your aunt jemima
i’ll take yeast in any form, even v+g+n+!
cookie tins filled with monkey bread
whole wheat or multigrain?
i hang at bakery stores, l!ckin big wooden spoons
chasin girl scouts, for their coconut macaroons
[verse 4]
i knead bread, f+ck a dorito
i’ll pick the bread out a bacalaito
i don’t care how i get it, just crumb wit it
i’ll eat the toast out your face if you bit it
i think i’ll crash this french bread truck into a windmill
i’ll be against the grain for real
i’d get glazed like a danish and iced like a tart!
but i ain’t a tart, i’m a tart+eatin’ retart! retart! uh!

[chorus]
(ooh what i wouldn’t do to bake your bread)
gimme that bread! gimme that bread!
(ooh what i wouldn’t do to bake your bread)
gimme that bread! gimme that bread!

[verse 5]
ain’t no cupcake, i’m a stud m+ffin
stove top stuffin’, easy bake oven
crumbs on the carpet, batter on the wall
hot cross buns, mmm, i’ma eat em all!
i even choked on a pretzel, and that’s why i’m dead
“wasa bread” tattooed on my forehead
pickin’ at the breadcrumbs all up on my shirt
got a pie for the loafus? i came for dessert
[verse 6]
bread, bread, the sight of it excites me
i’m such a mess, b+ttery, excuse me
i spend all day writin’ “rye” on the wall
and my hands are all doughy, eatin’ breadsticks raw
goin “nom, nom,” croutons the lawn
with the food network cinnabon marathon
now leave that dough in the fridge overnight
and allow the loaves to rise again in the sunlight

[chorus]
(ooh what i wouldn’t do to bake your bread)
gimme that bread! gimme that bread!
(ooh what i wouldn’t do to bake your bread)
gimme that bread! gimme that bread!

[outro]
(bake your bread)
gimme that bread! gimme that bread!
(ooh what i wouldn’t do to bake your bread)
gimme that bread! gimme that bread!
gimme that bread, gimme that bread
gimme that
gimme that bread, gimme that bread

- dark loafus lyrics

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