Breakfast Lyrics by Kevin Gates
(Ain’t that DJ Chose over there?)
(Mm, look like DJ Chose)
Mhm-mhm, girl you taste good, you my food, girl
(Charlie, Charlie, Charlie)
I’ve been feelin’ you for a while
Ah
Early breakfast for you, I got somethin’ special for you (Special)
I’ma beat that *** ’til you snorin’ (I’ma beat that *** ’til you snore)
Turn ’round, bend you over, I ain’t leavin’ no leftovers (No leftovers)
Droppin’ *** off in the mornin’ (*** off in the mornin’)
Mhm-mhm, girl you taste good, you my food, girl (Yeah, yeah)
Laid back, I’ma snack on you ’til your ties curl (‘Til your toes curl)
Early breakfast for you, I got somethin’ special for you (Special)
I’m droppin’ *** off in the mornin’ (Yeah)
No longer the filler, they shippin’ the ceilin’
They handlin’ business, we meet in the middle
I-I-I’m a real general, don’t be offended
Ain’t too many livin’ the way that I’m livin’
Breathtakin’ and beautiful, bae, and I want you
You know I want you
Love, I want you
Gates, they see me, my discipline, I keep my composure
Step in the castle, come a lil’ closer
Your nipples erected, your body so ***
I rub on your feet while we chill on the sofa
Nip on your fingers nip on your shoulder
Mwah, bend it an go a lil’ lower
Bend the back on me, hands behind your back and hold me closer
I just mixed the macro with [?]
Seh puttin’ her lil’ body, she rockin’ her bamba
*** vibration gettin’ raised in the sunshine
Vibratin’, ain’t no way I can come now
Early breakfast for you, I got somethin’ special for you (Special)
I’ma beat that *** ’til you snorin’ (I’ma beat that *** ’til you snore)
Turn ’round, bend you over, I ain’t leavin’ no leftovers (No leftovers)
Droppin’ *** off in the mornin’ (*** off in the mornin’)
Mhm-mhm, girl you taste good, you my food, girl (Yeah, yeah)
Laid back, I’ma snack on you ’til your ties curl (‘Til your toes curl)
Early breakfast for you, I got somethin’ special for you (Special)
I’m droppin’ *** off in the mornin’ (Yeah)
Two-hundred-fifty brick, I’m ‘cross the border
With my constituents, we havin’ business
Tris back in the mix again, reachin’ my quota
Shout out to border fam’, we been controllin’
Bread Winner, Major League Mafia, swingin’
And we up the bet, my big brother came back
And, we back havin’ motion
Gorilla four, we been overseas, metro ton load on the submarine
Come out the ocean
I’m who he wanna be, know he can’t *** with me
Know his ho love on me, but I ain’t go in
He tryna emulate Gates with the brakes to his face, but I don’t even know him
My young niggas trap ’bout the trades in Michigan
Cut of the glimmers and go to performin’
Finally receivin’ my flowers, New Orleans, a sold-out arena with [?]
[?] and I only sell whole things
They say, “Food stay the same,” and only your eyes may change
I’m tryna put my family back together, gotta put down always
And I’m confused, I’m abused by this cold, cold gaze
Early breakfast for you, I got somethin’ special for you (Special)
I’ma beat that *** ’til you snorin’ (I’ma beat that *** ’til you snore)
Turn ’round, bend you over, I ain’t leavin’ no leftovers (No leftovers)
Droppin’ *** off in the mornin’ (*** off in the mornin’)
Mhm-mhm, girl you taste good, you my food, girl (Yeah, yeah)
Laid back, I’ma snack on you ’til your ties curl (‘Til your toes curl)
Early breakfast for you, I got somethin’ special for you (Special)
I’m droppin’ *** off in the mornin’ (Yeah)
Droppin’ *** off in the mornin’ time (Ooh, I)
Droppin’ *** off in the mornin’ time (Ooh, I)
