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Girl I take that hate and eat that shit for breakfast And yeah I like my eggs with a side of mad shit When ya Talk that talk get me hype like coffee Talk that talk fuel up my body Guess I got an appetite for Shit that build me up inside I eat it, eat it, eat it all up And then I get stronger Eat it, eat it, eat it all, eat it all up And then I get stronger Little girl with holy stockings Looking like an easy target Naw naw naw you ain't good enough Naw naw naw you can't sit with us Mom and Dad ain't got no money So they thought they'd try to bully Naw naw naw you can fuck me up Naw naw naw I just raise my cup Bitter taste Life gave me the bitter But you know I ain't a spitter so I Cleaned my plate And I ain't got the pity for your petty and your envy and your Sour grapes No sir Say I'm nothing kosher But the bills in my bank account beg to differ Yeah yeah yeah If you're gonna serve up tea Set a table up for me 'Cause girl I take that hate and eat that shit for breakfast And yeah I like my eggs with a side of mad shit When ya Talk that talk get me hype like coffee Talk that talk fuel up my body Guess I got an appetite for Shit that build me up inside I eat it, eat it, eat it all up And then I get stronger Eat it, eat it, eat it all, eat it all up Young girl, the man is older Said they mailed me like an order Naw naw naw you ain't good enough Naw naw naw you can't sit with us And maybe yeah I got an accent But I can still correct your sentences Naw naw naw you can fuck me up Naw naw naw I stick to my gut Bitter taste Life gave me the bitter But you know I ain't a spitter so I Cleaned my plate And I ain't got the pity for your petty and your envy and your Sour grapes No sir Say I'm nothing kosher But the snack in the mirror she beg to differ Yeah yeah yeah If you're gonna serve up tea Set a table up for me 'Cause girl I take that hate and eat that shit for breakfast And yeah I like my eggs with a side of mad shit When ya Talk that talk get me hype like coffee Talk that talk fuel up my body Guess I got an appetite for Shit that build me up inside I eat it, eat it, eat it all up And then I get stronger Eat it, eat it, eat it all, eat it all up And then I get stronger All this adversity I see it's good for me I eat it, eat it, eat it all, eat it all up And then I get stronger
Writer(s): Alina Alexandrovna Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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