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I just wanna be the breadwinner and buy dinner Then go back to your place and make face Wanna lay up in the bed with you, I figured If this was your pace, guess I'll save face (Save face, yeah, yeah) I wanna be the breadwinner, yeah The breadwinner, yeah (yeah) I wanna be the breadwinner, yeah The breadwinner, yeah I been on 50 first dates with 21 questions Like, "How's the food taste?" But I got a confession One night and I'm gone It's been this way since 21, yeah, yeah, oh I just wanna be the breadwinner and buy dinner (yeah, yeah) Then go back to your place and make face (your place, make face) Wanna lay up in the bed with you, I figured If this was your pace, guess I'll save face (Save face, save face, yeah, yeah) Okay, long as I could remember, been the man of the house How I'm supposed to have you livin' hand to your mouth? Amount of times they done had to ban my accounts Where the check land, I could understand if you bounce Chatting with your friends, they got plans for a house You know we'd probably have a better chance in the south Get a mansion, flowers, and the plants all around With a fountain in the front And mountains in the tuck You tell me you ain't really for the glitz or the glamor Or the flick of the camera You rather me invest my days and waste dollars In fact, I had no dough when I hollered Ironic I wanted the brioche, pita, ciabatta Your mama said you needed me most when I forgot you (I just wanna show you that I appreciate you, you know?) It's not just some insecure, it's a you-deserve-more Like trips to shores we only seen in brochures Like this from stores, like a dinner, seven-course When it rains, it pours, and especially on the poor I'm sure, with me, eventually, you'll get bored And them brothers with the bag gon' be hard to ignore Now every time I call you up, I Tell myself I can't afford to fall in love again (woo) At least until I meet my ends I just wanna be the breadwinner and buy dinner Then go back to your place and make face Wanna lay up in the bed with you, I figured If this was your pace, guess I'll save face (save face, yeah, yeah) I wanna be the breadwinner, yeah The breadwinner, yeah (yeah) I wanna be the breadwinner, yeah The breadwinner, yeah (Yeah, that's the take) (Alright, yeah, we're good, we're good)
Writer(s): Kyle A Thornton, Elliott Marchent Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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