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Whine & Cheese (Prod. by Louis Rich)

by CornBread

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(I love her) why everytime I get to thinkin this She don't ever turn to be whut I think she is I confess then it's like, "CornBeez we friends" While holdin my hand in comfort with a cheezy grin How do I keep from this? Easy friend Don't be Bound 2 fallin in love like Yeezy did Thats why I smoke tha funk deezy kid To cope in a state of blowin back like Jet debris and shit Whut I'ma do is just beg For forgiveness then live thru HIM instead Perception is everything holding true in tha head In addition to views that are so true but in dread It goes to a dick shin (addiction), a scrotum glued on a leg Forgetting whuts done to you thats how you do on, its said To stay above tha lines like tha squirrels and tha birds And when I'm in a clam, I'm steady pearlin tha herbs In this war of tha worlds Lifting up tha weight, as you go for tha curl Why is it hard to heart from a boy to a girl When shit goes down tha drain, there's no avoiding tha twirl Invest all compounded stock As a safeway to proof, but without tha childish locks So how about it Doc If I think on it, it's time to put a ring on it But whut if she's not ready for that rock around tha clock Vision of tha sky, viewed from her surrounding block Whut you been thru dictates Whut you see and how you act when shits great On tha other side it can cause you to mistake Another persons speech miscalculate lip rates If you serve good love, to leave a good tip, GREAT Dump tha waste, then keep all your shit straight So as tha music match wit us Sparks for tha night, target in site Marked on ya life as they pulling that Cupid-esque trigger To make fools fall like they stupid ass niggaz If I'm Bound she Bound 2 To see our alternate Bound I'm down too Misery, Bound 3 wit sprained ankles Scenes shot with Seth Rogen and James Franco When you mess wit Bread, it ain't Panko Bound 4 glory, proceed when I say go Green light, gone Outbound flying, can't you see our form Chemical reaction, can't you feel our warm As we come to our close, and seal our door Me Amore Thru sickness till death, either or

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(I love her) why everytime I get to thinkin this
She don't ever turn to be whut I think she is
I confess then it's like, "CornBeez we friends"
While holdin my hand in comfort with a cheezy grin
How do I keep from this? Easy friend
Don't be Bound 2 fallin in love like Yeezy did
Thats why I smoke tha funk deezy kid
To cope in a state of blowin back like Jet debris and shit
Whut I'ma do is just beg
For forgiveness then live thru HIM instead
Perception is everything holding true in tha head
In addition to views that are so true but in dread
It goes to a dick shin (addiction), a scrotum glued on a leg
Forgetting whuts done to you thats how you do on, its said
To stay above tha lines like tha squirrels and tha birds
And when I'm in a clam, I'm steady pearlin tha herbs
In this war of tha worlds
Lifting up tha weight, as you go for tha curl
Why is it hard to heart from a boy to a girl
When shit goes down tha drain, there's no avoiding tha twirl
Invest all compounded stock
As a safeway to proof, but without tha childish locks
So how about it Doc
If I think on it, it's time to put a ring on it
But whut if she's not ready for that rock around tha clock
Vision of tha sky, viewed from her surrounding block
Whut you been thru dictates
Whut you see and how you act when shits great
On tha other side it can cause you to mistake
Another persons speech miscalculate lip rates
If you serve good love, to leave a good tip, GREAT
Dump tha waste, then keep all your shit straight
So as tha music match wit us
Sparks for tha night, target in site
Marked on ya life as they pulling that Cupid-esque trigger
To make fools fall like they stupid ass niggaz
If I'm Bound she Bound 2
To see our alternate Bound I'm down too
Misery, Bound 3 wit sprained ankles
Scenes shot with Seth Rogen and James Franco
When you mess wit Bread, it ain't Panko
Bound 4 glory, proceed when I say go
Green light, gone
Outbound flying, can't you see our form
Chemical reaction, can't you feel our warm
As we come to our close, and seal our door
Me Amore
Thru sickness till death, either or

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released February 19, 2015

A. Middleton, A. Joyce

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