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mr. bread – karaoke bar lyrics

[verse 1]
bring the cash out
i’m sliding with the macs out
i’m hidin’ behind black couch
i’ll shoot you wit’ yo ass out
now that’s a man down
you better call yo’ mans now
i’m not playin’ now
i’ll shoot you, you say “d+mn, ow”
bring the choppas in
don’t worry ’bout what’s in my cup, that’s just some wocky in it
i’ma take yo’ b+tch to the ramada inn
you can’t walk a mile in my moccasins
my auras filled with goddesses and carcasses, you one of them
i’m gettin’ hunnids in
i look like hugh hefner, i’m gettin’ bunnies in
stick gotta scope, so i’m gunnin’ heads
i don’t know why they tryna play with wonder bread
maybe ‘cus his girl grab d+ck like monkey bars
i just poured a line in my f+ckin’ bowl of lucky charms
i been smoking wax, it look like honey jars
i know that they finna sing this song at karaoke bars

[bridge]
aye, aye
karaoeke bars
aye, aye
karaoeke bars
aye, aye
karaoeke bars
aye, aye
karaoeke bars
[verse 2]
they finna sing this like it got a chorus
young mr. bread in my prime like boris
take yo’ girl and we listen to boris
we finna light him up like a forest
aye, call the park ranger
lemme make this sh+t cool, i’m finna add some fl+ng+r
yeah i run it up like trainers
if you see me better run, bro you in danger

- mr bread lyrics

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