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Stylo G

Breadman

 

Breadman

(album: Ten Years Later - 2018)


Got to get this bread
Got to get this money
Got to get this paper
Ain't nothing funny
Grinding in these streets
You know am always on it
Just like the bees
Got to make its honey

They call me the breadman, the breadman
They call me the breadman, the breadman
They call me the breadman, the breadman
Ride around in a bread van, a bread van

Bread, bread
Me wah my slice a di rassclaat bread
Bread, bread
Put gunshot in a rassclaat head
Bread, bread
Anybody move a go rassclaat dead
Bread bread, anywhere man come fi di rassclaat bread
Bread bread, you nuh hear poor people a outter
Some man say dem wah fi dem breat toast
And some man say dem wah bread with butter
Me bread haffi bruk fi me bredren, me bredda
Whole heap a bread haffi bruk fi me better
Me and me bredda whatever the weather
Me go fi the chedder wid Stephen McGregor
Dem call me the baker
Bread a wrap up inna paper
Bread, whole heap a bread haffi greater
So all a me fren dem a foriegn
Gwan big up Jamaica
Bring me the paper
Bread a go build me skyscraper
It ago buy up the acres
Me smile the vapour
Tell them a bread we a waitf fah

Bread, bread, call me, call me the breadman
Bread bread, Junior Reid bring the bread van
Brad bread, whole heap a bread man a pick up
When man come fi di bread Make sure me nuh waah see no boy face

Got to get this bread
Got to get this money
Got to get this paper
Ain't nothing funny
Grinding in these streets
You know am always on it
Just like the bees
Got to make its honey

They call me the breadman, the breadman
They call me the breadman, the breadman
They call me the breadman, the breadman
Ride around in a bread van, a bread van

Bread, no bread nah run so no man nah smoke
Tell politician no bread nah run
So this year we nah vote
Bread, a it ago buy we the house pon the hill and the fas boat
When man come fi di bread man nah joke
Bread bread, me wah my bread when it slice up
Me bruk piece and gi me fren
Me uncle say him like when fi him knife cut
We rasta fren dem weh love the one word
And say dem wah fi dem bread righteous
Dem say who invite us
The place get empty like a night bus
Gimi gimi bread every minute every hour
Me hand dem need them like me a make flour
Bread bring success, equal power
The windmill a make that need like flour
Harddoah bread fi me dogs dem
Me don't even care if dem lumpy, lumpy
When me see the bread we ago hunt it
Every man face screw like bounty

Got to get this bread
Got to get this money
Got to get this paper
Ain't nothing funny
Grinding in these streets
You know am always on it
Just like the bees
Got to make its honey

They call me the breadman, the breadman
They call me the breadman, the breadman
They call me the breadman, the breadman
Ride around in a bread van, a bread van

done

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