Freddie Gibbs, Ivoe - Fish And Bread lyrics
[Freddie Gibbs, Ivoe - Fish And Bread lyrics]
Yo, ugh, yo man, I lo-, I love writing raps
Man, spittin' over tracks man
This shit is just, it's too easy man
You know what I'm sayin'?
It's my bread and butter
You know what I'm sayin'?
My fish and bread, you know what I mean?
It's hot man I just, feel like this
Ugh, alright let 'em know
Yo, yo fish and bread keep the poor man fed
But that lobster and shrimp
That's the meal for a pimp
A sandwich ain't a sandwich
Without miracle whip
And the track ain't on fire
'til I spit my shit
Lay my verse, show my game
I don't gotta keep sayin' it
You already know my name
But, if you don't then hi
My name is Fredrick
I spit rhymes and entertain just like Cedric
And I ain't talkin' 'about no comedy show
I'm for real
Y'all fake like monopoly dough
Man I'm tryna have that lottery dough
But these haters outta Gary
Indiana they don't want me to blow
I'm bringin' pain to the game
And I'm only bein' honest
Givin' rapper the big hurt like Frank Thomas
I hit home runs, you don't hit that many
Only grand slam you ever had was at Denny's
I spit so sick I can make you hurl
I'm so handsome that I can
Come and take your girl
Give her somethin' that she used ta
Cause she love the way my
Cock stay up all night, just like a rooster
I'm a winner, one in a million like Aaliyah
I'm not thugged out but I'm
Jiggin' in a beah
Who dat? who dat is? it's
Ya boy Freddie Gibbs
Spittin' game like a pimp
I'm so cold on a bitch
Fish and bread keep the poor man fed
But that lobster and shrimp
That's the meal for a pimp
A sandwich ain't a sandwich
Without miracle whip
And the track ain't on fire
'til I spit my shit
Well gon' spit yo' shit
Nigga you spit yo' shit
Gon' spit yo' shit nigga get off my dick
Gon' spit yo' shit
Nigga you spit yo' shit
Gon' spit that shit nigga get off my dick
Now fish and bread keep the poor man fed
But I'mma lace the muthafuckin' track
With' some lyrical lead
(woah) You better off smokin' on PCP (why?)
Cause I got the recipe ain't
No contestin' with' me
You want the drama I'mma bring it to you COD
But when it's over with', said and done
I'm chargin' a fee you ain't
When you spit you like a hoe with' VD
And your purpose is worthless to
The whole hip hop industry
Think ya tight on the mic
With that? I disagree
You got ya hair pumped up
Watchin' AJ and Free like I can do dat
But ya ain't ready for BET i'm aggravated
Get assassinated like Kennedy now what is it
Henny done got me ready to grip the semi
Maybe the Remy gon' tempt me out
Those slugs like a frisbee
Look what you done did, you see the MD
You shoulda took ya mama's advice
And stayed out the street
But take it from me
Ye ain't got enough skills to compete
Anotha thing, don't touch the boy IV-O-E
I'm through dealin' with' wack cats
Lames collapse from my tool
See I'm a big boy in this game
I got more food than a mule
Dude I'm blazin' the booth
(what?) I'm hotter than fire
And I'mma keep goin' 'til the world expire
Freddie Gibbs and Ivoe, ridin' on rivals
We got cash with' lyrics and
You grippin' the bible (Jesus)
Kickin' shit like karate and
You weaker than Taebo
Lobster and shrimp what a pimp got
And that's how it goes
Fish and bread keep the poor man fed
But that lobster and shrimp
That's the meal for a pimp
A sandwich ain't a sandwich
Without miracle whip
And the track ain't on fire
'til I spit my shit
Well gon' spit yo' shit
Nigga you spit yo' shit
Gon' spit yo' shit nigga get off my dick
Gon' spit yo' shit
Nigga you spit yo' shit
Gon' spit that shit nigga get off my dick
You have just witnessed, lyrical detonation
By Freddie Gibbs and Ivoe
That's how it goes in
The murder capitol nigga
Tell 'em som' Gibbs
Get off some dick, sons of bitches
Bitches, you heard what the fuck he said
That's how it goes down
Over another production
Get off some dick man
Resolve the issue my nizzle
That's how we goin' in the mad Midwest
My fish and bread right here man
You know what I'm sayin'?
This my shit, this shit is real, real easy
Y'all muthafuckas make this shit difficult
You know what I'm sayin'?
What the fuck it is? get yo' shit up dude
Get off some dick
Fish and bread keep the poor man fed
Fish and bread keep the poor man fed
Lobster and shrimp
That's the meal for pimps
Fish and bread muthafucka
Lobster and shrimp for a pimp
Man, spittin' over tracks man
This shit is just, it's too easy man
You know what I'm sayin'?
It's my bread and butter
You know what I'm sayin'?
My fish and bread, you know what I mean?
It's hot man I just, feel like this
Ugh, alright let 'em know
Yo, yo fish and bread keep the poor man fed
But that lobster and shrimp
That's the meal for a pimp
A sandwich ain't a sandwich
Without miracle whip
And the track ain't on fire
'til I spit my shit
Lay my verse, show my game
I don't gotta keep sayin' it
You already know my name
But, if you don't then hi
My name is Fredrick
I spit rhymes and entertain just like Cedric
And I ain't talkin' 'about no comedy show
I'm for real
Y'all fake like monopoly dough
Man I'm tryna have that lottery dough
But these haters outta Gary
Indiana they don't want me to blow
I'm bringin' pain to the game
And I'm only bein' honest
Givin' rapper the big hurt like Frank Thomas
I hit home runs, you don't hit that many
Only grand slam you ever had was at Denny's
I spit so sick I can make you hurl
I'm so handsome that I can
Come and take your girl
Give her somethin' that she used ta
Cause she love the way my
Cock stay up all night, just like a rooster
I'm a winner, one in a million like Aaliyah
I'm not thugged out but I'm
Jiggin' in a beah
Who dat? who dat is? it's
Ya boy Freddie Gibbs
Spittin' game like a pimp
I'm so cold on a bitch
Fish and bread keep the poor man fed
But that lobster and shrimp
That's the meal for a pimp
A sandwich ain't a sandwich
Without miracle whip
And the track ain't on fire
'til I spit my shit
Well gon' spit yo' shit
Nigga you spit yo' shit
Gon' spit yo' shit nigga get off my dick
Gon' spit yo' shit
Nigga you spit yo' shit
Gon' spit that shit nigga get off my dick
Now fish and bread keep the poor man fed
But I'mma lace the muthafuckin' track
With' some lyrical lead
(woah) You better off smokin' on PCP (why?)
Cause I got the recipe ain't
No contestin' with' me
You want the drama I'mma bring it to you COD
But when it's over with', said and done
I'm chargin' a fee you ain't
When you spit you like a hoe with' VD
And your purpose is worthless to
The whole hip hop industry
Think ya tight on the mic
With that? I disagree
You got ya hair pumped up
Watchin' AJ and Free like I can do dat
But ya ain't ready for BET i'm aggravated
Get assassinated like Kennedy now what is it
Henny done got me ready to grip the semi
Maybe the Remy gon' tempt me out
Those slugs like a frisbee
Look what you done did, you see the MD
You shoulda took ya mama's advice
And stayed out the street
But take it from me
Ye ain't got enough skills to compete
Anotha thing, don't touch the boy IV-O-E
I'm through dealin' with' wack cats
Lames collapse from my tool
See I'm a big boy in this game
I got more food than a mule
Dude I'm blazin' the booth
(what?) I'm hotter than fire
And I'mma keep goin' 'til the world expire
Freddie Gibbs and Ivoe, ridin' on rivals
We got cash with' lyrics and
You grippin' the bible (Jesus)
Kickin' shit like karate and
You weaker than Taebo
Lobster and shrimp what a pimp got
And that's how it goes
Fish and bread keep the poor man fed
But that lobster and shrimp
That's the meal for a pimp
A sandwich ain't a sandwich
Without miracle whip
And the track ain't on fire
'til I spit my shit
Well gon' spit yo' shit
Nigga you spit yo' shit
Gon' spit yo' shit nigga get off my dick
Gon' spit yo' shit
Nigga you spit yo' shit
Gon' spit that shit nigga get off my dick
You have just witnessed, lyrical detonation
By Freddie Gibbs and Ivoe
That's how it goes in
The murder capitol nigga
Tell 'em som' Gibbs
Get off some dick, sons of bitches
Bitches, you heard what the fuck he said
That's how it goes down
Over another production
Get off some dick man
Resolve the issue my nizzle
That's how we goin' in the mad Midwest
My fish and bread right here man
You know what I'm sayin'?
This my shit, this shit is real, real easy
Y'all muthafuckas make this shit difficult
You know what I'm sayin'?
What the fuck it is? get yo' shit up dude
Get off some dick
Fish and bread keep the poor man fed
Fish and bread keep the poor man fed
Lobster and shrimp
That's the meal for pimps
Fish and bread muthafucka
Lobster and shrimp for a pimp
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