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lil breaddi - bread puddin lyrics

[intro: lil breaddi]
boutta put my bread in this puddin
sounds gross
oh well
doing it anyways
bread puddin
with phat puddin
ay

[verse 1: lil breaddi]
bread in puddin sounds disgusting
but when i taste i just start loving
you know it’s your b-tch i’m f-cking
when i’m done she just start sucking
i’m not starry, i stole you b-tch
and i’m not sorry that she a snitch
she told me what happened, you’re a b-tch
and im gonna dump you in a ditch
i put xanys in my captain crunch
when i eat that sh-t i munch
and maybe bring that sh-t to lunch
and when i eat it i feel the punch
man i’m feeling burnt like a coil
gotta go and put my bread in some motherf-cking foil
with my pasta you know i go and boil
when i f-ck your b-tch, she be toil

[verse 2: j man the exorcist]
mile high, eating pudding
your b-tch aisle side
pudding cup
need no s-x not down to f-ck
still take that succ
with your b-tch, yeah she knows what’s up
in the lambo, roof is up
with some puddin, yuh

[chorus: phat puddin]
vanilla, strawberry, chocolate, swirl
pudding is my life but i’ll still eat your girl
memorize this sh-t i don’t need no pen
she eat my c-ck “yuh” call her a hen
i can be anything call me ben 10
rubbing on her cl-t, no hillary
she on your d-ck, thats history
you can’t stop comparing me to you
look at the difference its sky blue
man i look like im gq, you sound like r2d2
walking down the street like your see through

[verse 3: lil breaddi]
got a strap-on on my -ss
f-ck 2 b-tches front and back
this is true i tell you facts
all these girls that i attract
i don’t need to b-tch to f-ck
boutta make a brand new cuck
man these guys be outta luck
riding in my firetruck
make a face just like a duck
when she in that bed i tuck
scoring with a hockey puck
man that b-tch know how to suck
throw up on my d-ck like yuck
make me go like “what the f-ck”

- lil breaddi lyrics

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