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Shotgun Willy x Yung Craka - Breakfast in Heaven

Breakfast in Heaven

Breakfast in Heaven

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Breakfast starts at seven
They told me count my blessings
I think I love this bitch cause her pussy feels like Heaven
I couldn't even fake it, forever tryna make it
I'm runnin' through the 6 with my woes and we naked

She came to the reunion
Like "Where the hell have you been?"
I take her to my crib and ate her pussy like communion
Commit tax fraud like fuck it
IRS I'ma duck it
Got my hand up her ass and its lookin' like a Muppet
So I count up my guap and it don't ever stop
When I'm droppin' the top she get wet like a mop
My last song was a flop but she still gonna drop
She gon' climb up on top but her pops is an opp
And I pray and I pray that I won't get caught
Her dad gon' tie my neck in a knot
And there ain't no way I'ma skrrt out the lot
With a cup full of whiskey and a bag full of pot

Breakfast starts at seven
'Told me count my blessings
I think I love this bitch cause her pussy feels like Heaven
I couldn't even fake it, forever tryna make it
I'm runnin' through the 6 with my woes and we naked
Breakfast starts at seven
'Told me count my blessings
I think I love this bitch cause her pussy feels like Heaven
I couldn't even fake it, forever tryna make it
I'm runnin' through the 6 with my woes and we naked

Ayy like, oh my God, get out the way
Before she get to give me top, she say her grace
And when she done she do her job and feed me grapes
I'm chillin' with the Saint Laurent and gettin' paid (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Fuck wine, turn water into Hennessy
Money longer than a motherfuckin' centipede
No truce unless you a friend of me
Make Zeus rain down on my enemies
I'm prayin' at the party while I'm sippin' on Bacardi
Got a pussy bald like Gandhi tell that bitch to get up off me cause its
Fuck a ho', can't marry those
Where'd the Virgin Mary go?
Round and round the merry go
God gave me his stereo
And I'm up on his playlist
We up here gettin' faded
I'm here, don't shed a tear, just tell my momma that I made it

(Ayy) Fuck a ho' (Yeah) fuck a ho', fuck a ho' (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Fuck a ho', fuck a ho', fuck a ho' (Bitch)
Fuck a ho', fuck a ho', fuck a ho' (Yeah)
Fuck a ho', fuck a ho', fuck a ho'

 

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Shotgun Willy, Yung Craka

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2020

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God’s Favorite Rappers

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