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Paroles : Lasagna For Breakfast
I want
Lasagna for breakfast
Sorry
That I was so on ya
Last night
Till I gave you headaches
Preferably leftover
You know last night I wasn't sober
So pardon me
If I want with my morning coffee
Some lasagna for breakfast
Such a contrast
How did he outlast
Scumbags who fear death
I can't get this thought out of my head
That maybe
For breakfast
I want some nice leftover lasagna
I know we had a fight about Tania
But can't you see
At this given moment and opportunity
I'm gonna smoke up some ganja
But a breakfast for champions
Gotta come first
And I want something where the flavors will burst
And I can't think of anything other than pasta, layered with ground beef and cheese
And if you feeling me
There's a Tupperware in the fridge
That's got some
You asked me what I want to eat for breakfast
And I'm telling ya, “Some lasagna would be awesome”
You are what you eat
Well what does it say of me
That I only want to compete
Go on a 4-peat
And have money bags thrown at my feet
I don't feel complete
Unless I get into my body
Things that make me say
“AHHHHHHHH SWEET”
Italians are known for mobsters
You telling me they invented this dish
You can never say of my girl, “I caught her”
And if you try, know you signing up for a death wish
I'm like on some sort of list
But I couldn't care any less
Cause right now in this moment and time
I'm having lasagna for breakfast
Lasagna for breakfast
Sorry
That I was so on ya
Last night
Till I gave you headaches
Preferably leftover
You know last night I wasn't sober
So pardon me
If I want with my morning coffee
Some lasagna for breakfast
Such a contrast
How did he outlast
Scumbags who fear death
I can't get this thought out of my head
That maybe
For breakfast
I want some nice leftover lasagna
I know we had a fight about Tania
But can't you see
At this given moment and opportunity
I'm gonna smoke up some ganja
But a breakfast for champions
Gotta come first
And I want something where the flavors will burst
And I can't think of anything other than pasta, layered with ground beef and cheese
And if you feeling me
There's a Tupperware in the fridge
That's got some
You asked me what I want to eat for breakfast
And I'm telling ya, “Some lasagna would be awesome”
You are what you eat
Well what does it say of me
That I only want to compete
Go on a 4-peat
And have money bags thrown at my feet
I don't feel complete
Unless I get into my body
Things that make me say
“AHHHHHHHH SWEET”
Italians are known for mobsters
You telling me they invented this dish
You can never say of my girl, “I caught her”
And if you try, know you signing up for a death wish
I'm like on some sort of list
But I couldn't care any less
Cause right now in this moment and time
I'm having lasagna for breakfast
