Lyrics Panera Bread - Rick Ross , Rockie Fresh
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
Niggas
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
bitches
see
me
everywhere
Man
these
niggas
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
Fuck
what
they
be
talkin'
'bout,
all
that
bar
for
bar
shit
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
shit
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
shit
Plus
some
of
my
niggas
on
it,
I
respect
that
shit
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
niggas
say
they
D-Rose,
but
who
really
scorin'?
Who
signin'
endorsements,
citin'
all
them
corporates?
Ball
so
hard
they
tore
shit
Shit
I
ball
so
hard
I
make
'em
wanna
forfeit
It's
all
natural,
I
ain't
even
gotta
force
shit
Force
shit,
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
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