Get That Bread lyrics

Juelz Santana:
Trips with the dufflebag, bricks in the dufflebag
Hope the dog don't come sniff through the duffle bag
Hit the town up I'm passin the dufflebag
Let the n*ggas know I'll be back for the dufflebag (I'm back)
And there better be cash in the dufflebag
If not, that's yo' ass, yo' ass in the dufflebag (Yep)
Life's a broad a b*tch, so I brought her di*k
And she enjoys all of it, ya dig (Ya dig)
The peacemaker, my piece make a mess, believe hater
You'll die now, you won't see later (Never)
For some dough and some bread
You'll be in pieces like loaf of some bread
I have your girl holding her head (hold)
She telling me I'm like a cobra in bed
I'm telling her to roll over instead (I got this)
Listen, I got some work I need boothed
After we f*ck, I got some work I need moved
Now that you work for me boo
Pimpin' included, get in a skirt and these shoes
And get to workin' these dudes
(It's S.A.N.T.A.N.A. f*ck wit cha boy)
I'll be back for them dollars lil' mama
And it better not be short a dollar lil' mama

We get that bread boy, we get that bread boy
We get that bread boy, we get that bread boy
Lil' Wayne:
Yeah, b*tch the game ain't sweet to sugar
The coke is in the bundles, meet the pusher
I'm smokin' on the blunt of the Ashton Kusher
It's f*ck you, pay me, ask a hooker
I run up on the Homie with the mask, he shook up
Honey, put the money in the bag, don't look up
f*ck y'all, boy we come cash ya cooker
Once y'all n*ggas switch stash is put up
I flash that dough, where the hoe b*tch, G's up
I ain't doin' nuthin' but gettin' paid, y'all n*ggas stuck
Maserati movin' with the legs, all chromed up
21 inches man I gotta ride grown-up
Open up the belly on that new Mercedes
Got that b*tch lookin' like a stray havin' a baby
But that ain't fair, but I don't care
I'm a muthaf*ckin' Cash Money Millionaire
I'm gettin' bread boy