Rick Ross - Panera Bread lyrics

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Rick Ross - Panera Bread lyrics

[Verse 1: Rick Ross] My name reign, my chain swing I bend corners, my paint change These informants, pockets enormous Rockie keep tourin', his stocks just keep growin' Rocky Balboa, how I beat boys n***as bow down, it's an elite course We shootin' free throws, there before you reach for it All I know is kilo, All she want is me so Sushi feed her ego, dope boy and I do it by the standard Flippin falcons got my house bigger than Atlanta Panamera cherry red, Panera bread I'm everywhere, your b**hes see me everywhere [Verse 2: Rockie Fresh] Man these n***as hatin', they can't make it out they mama house The least that they can do is wash the dishes, take the garbage out See the way I'm rollin', now they questionin' the different route See the young'n flexin', I ain't have to pull a muscle out f** what they be talkin' 'bout, all that bar for bar sh** Bought a new car cause I'm one hell of an artist I'm in another market, tracks with Good Charlotte These rappers are lethargic, I always hit my target Got a new chick, and she too thick and she too hot to handle She love to hit the beach and she love to watch Scandal I'm smokin' in her crib and she prefer I light candles She worried 'bout the scent, while I'm focused on the rent But that's little money spent, to the best and sh** She said I should have been number one on that freshman list I told her it was nothin' to me, girl don't stress that sh** Plus some of my n***as on it, I respect that sh** Although they did forget Casey, and he say life changes So in a couple years from now I swear they all gon' thank us I'm never too anxious, never thirsty, only found patient I'm only found workin', I'm never found hatin', these tracks when I'm bakin' Always been more than a player, I am Thibodeau I know the flow, I'm such a coach, to get the win is my approach Salute Kanye, that's my city, Jordan Some n***as say they D-Rose, but who really scorin'? Who signin' endorsements, Satan or them corporates? Ball so hard they tore sh** sh** I ball so hard I make 'em wanna forfeit It's all natural, I ain't even gotta force sh** Force sh**, since a young'n, I would always be good When I had that first down with that fur on the hood Every day I'm goin' hard and I'm stayin' prepared Got that broccoli cheddar soup with that Panera bread