Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cereal, artist - Oncue. Date of issue: 06.01.2013
Song language: English
Cereal |
| Cereal for breakfast, cereal for dinner |
| When you comin' up from nothing, that’s the meal of real winners |
| Cereal for breakfast, cereal for dinner |
| When you comin' up from nothing, that’s the meal of real winners |
| We gon' drink, we gon' eat |
| We gon' drink, we gon' eat |
| If you don’t recognize me, then I’m the man I plan to be |
| We gon' drink, we gon' eat |
| We gon' drink, we gon' eat |
| If you don’t recognize me, then I’m the man I plan to be |
| I Anna Nicole my stanzas, treat the beat with no manners |
| I plan to blow from grammar, then vamanos to the land of |
| Palm trees and cabanas, Lord knows I need it more than most |
| So won’tcha please put your hands up? |
| What I spit is on my shit, your shit come from Kinkos |
| The chick I hit is thick, your chick got some cankles |
| My past kicking my ass, got me on the brink though |
| All the hate did was motivate, I gotta thank you |
| Went from the basement to «call my agent», dressed for occasion |
| No Debating, she up late masturbating in the a.m. to my Pandora station |
| I’ve been grinding on her hymen, bring heat to chicks make 'em Rick Ross grunt |
| Fairly common that we dine-in, she eat my dick call it Chris Bosh lunch |
| Pause, but we ain’t got no problems |
| I got condoms if you wanna cut then call me Chad Johnson |
| Make her squirt up like a Dolphin |
| She think my rhymin' so awesome |
| When she get naked, I start doin' the Carlton |
| You think I’m cool yo? |
| Even though I’m new yo? |
| Watch what I’m about to do though, oh I get it, you always knew though |
| Die slow or give me kudos I’m with two hoes |
| Eating prosciutto while they both sipping on Nuvo |
| Once the bottle done they both gon' give me noodle |
| They calling me Papi Chulo, can’t re-call their names but neither one is Juno |
| I like the waist Pluto, and them tits sumo |
| What’s more important, women or chips? |
| well shit, I mean, you know |
| You’ll remember the name, the one I came upon |
| You dicks get blurred out the frame just like Asian porn |
| I churned cream from my dreams, the ones I prayed upon |
| You got no response let’s face it man, you no LeBron |
| You made me conduct an orchestra for my supper |
| They crowned him when she was crowning, this was way before the come up |
| You mighty comfy in your slumber, it’s gon' be a nightmare |
| When we do numbers, yeah you stupid motherfucker, yeah! |