J. D. Hopkins - Doughnuts lyrics

Verse 1 I need a stack in the chips, I mean an actual grip If you relax then you're history, don't ask me again I need to bag them like 10 mil, not bragging but for real Sagging from skrill, you lag while I get bills Not having the three meals got me needing Benjamin's I haven't eaten dinner yet, I'm thinner, it is evident Sever what I'm trying to do through my bind of poverty Get the guac, a lot of cheese, without committing robberies Mamma, please for me cook up that old recipe I'm trying to eat; I'm weak, look you stopped. How old? Thirteen! So now, I want greenbacks. Get a whip and lean back Stroll over to a clean pad. I'm feigning, I need that Oh silly rabbit, thought tricks are for kids? Well, that used to be the case, but I know tricks that got bids So, I'm pinched in a trench to get ends to the end Got my chicks and my men to get rich say amen Chorus 2x I need that bread that dough… (I need them donuts though) No car to roll, I know… (To spin them donuts slow) You know I'm low so broke… (Can't get no donut holes) I need to glaze and more… (I'm really donuts yo!) Homie, I gotta eat and get this bread a lot of wheat My wage don't really pay need to raise a lot of yeast Feast on apple fritters and maple bars for dinner At least Snapple and old fashioned as I ration through the winter Lent up in my jeans, but can't get rid of this dream The cream will fill the dough until it splits at the seams. Know what I mean? I'm just that broke kid, while my bro's are smoking I'm just trying to get dough so I can flow and focus If I win the lotto? Buy a crib with a fridge of bottles Vodka, and milk for cereal. Here we go I see the models All up on your boy. I know the secrets of Victoria Flew down here from Florida and no I'm not ignoring ya I'm thinking cha-ching, nameen? Expanding on this paper boy! Got dude all up in the Forbes. Hit S&P we making noise Taking your station, I'm making more bacon Thank you Lord. Thank Him, said “thank you Lord!” (Later) Chorus 2x I need that bread that dough… (I need them donuts though) No car to roll, I know… (To spin them donuts slow) You know I'm low so broke… (Can't get no donut holes) I need to glaze and more… (I'm really donuts yo!) Really grinded, I remember it was not that long ago: The holes in my girbauds, phoned a friend to borrow clothes For I might be going psycho like I'm a donut store; No Voodoo or Gordough for my soul quid pro quo! You can't blame me for getting paid see Was looking crazy, now I make it rain G's Took trips to play ski. Call me a contortionist Flex this ice that's on my wrist would make you “awe” and swallow spit! The hollow kid is raw. So follow this novel This ain't it. Oh, naw! Ripping it don't stop On me I got pockets full of dead presidents Was trying to get a sandwich, but mana feels so heaven sent Evidently, all you need is thee green Might be wrong, we'll see if money is thee key Vividly, I've seen some things spiral down so rapidly So, I'm steady stacking for the fact that it just may happen to me Chorus 2x I got that bread that dough… (I got them donuts though) A car to roll fasho… (To spin them donuts slow) I was low so broke… (But got them donuts holes) Now I glaze and more… (I'm really donuts yo!)