Bread Winner

By Prince Swanny

Released on May 1, 2019

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[Intro]

Up, up and up, up and up

Up, up and up, up and up

Up, up and up, up and up

Presidental, yuh done know we lock down di whole resident, eh? (Up, up and up)


[Refrain]

Every ghetto youth, mek some money, fuck pretty bitch

Keep yuh eyes pan yuh dawgs 'cause some a dem a snitch

From man a school youth, me fi know this

And doh borrow man ting cah them will 'proach quick

Keep your eyes pan di prize, blend in and disguise

Touch cassava and me always set trend

Plus nuh pussy coulda ever say that me beg friend

Cah me roll wid di one king, that's di president


[Chorus]

Aim fi di stars but me reach to di moon (Ah, ah)

Every youth wah latest designer, room full of shoes (Ah, ah)

Every pretty gyal haffi rush Swan Dan when mi pass through (Ah, ah)

Aye, pussy, if you doh like me, seh me doh like you

Man ah winner, bread winner (Ah, ah)


[Verse 1]

Dung inna the Bee's where me everyday

Couple dogs around me, me nah go stray

Check pan mi feet, yeah, Versace deh

Pussy dem talk, yeah, mi nah go hear dem

Rifle tall so we nah go spare dem

Millbeatz say we nah beg friend

Thank God for life, mi buss well, every party mi shell, huh


[Chorus]

Aim fi di stars but me reach to di moon (Ah, ah)

Every youth wah latest designer, room full of shoes (Ah, ah)

Every pretty gyal haffi rush Swan Dan when mi pass through (Ah, ah)

Aye, pussy, if you doh like me, seh me doh like you

Man ah winner, bread winner (Ah, ah)


[Verse 2]

We have Bajan link, American link

Link in Jamaica weh yuh cyan' sink

Haitian badman wid di tall thing

And di high grade weed weh mi keep smoking

Grenadian mad man ah no joke thing

Mek me link Mr. Killa and lift up every ting

Guyana weh mi gone fi mi Cuban

It ah shine so bright, yuh nuh see the diamonds?


[Refrain]

Every ghetto youth mek some money, fuck pretty bitch

Keep yuh eyes pan yuh dawgs 'cause some a dem a snitch

From man a school youth, me fi know this

And doh borrow man ting cah dem wi proach quick

Keep your eyes pan di prize, blend in and disguise

Touch cassava and me always set trend

Plus nuh pussy coulda ever say that me beg friend

Cah me roll wid di one king, that's di president


[Chorus]

Aim fi di stars but me reach to di moon (Ah, ah)

Every youth wah latest designer, room full of shoes (Ah, ah)

Every pretty gyal haffi rush Swan Dan when mi pass through (Ah, ah)

Aye, pussy, if you doh like me, seh me doh like you

Man ah winner, bread winner (Ah, ah)