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Bricks Lyrics - Artist : Stitches
[Str8 Kash:]
We don't need this rap shit, we give this away for free Mister ten bricks and a Beamer Mister eighteen karat cavaties Shout-out my nigga DJ Winn VVR, TMI Gang Been down since before this music shit Really sold the most, really whipped that shit up I swear to God, every track I hear be the truth [Stitches:] I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks! I love hittin' licks, licks, licks! I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks! I love hittin' licks, licks, licks! I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks! I love hittin' licks, licks, licks! I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks! I love hittin' licks, licks, licks! I flip bricks so I'm ballin', I hit licks as a hobby I wish a motherfucker would say that Stitches isn't ballin' Bricks up in my trunk, bricks up in my attic When it comes to doin' drugs they say that I'm a drug addict Rob him for a brick, rob him! I just might snort the whole damn brick! My life is lovely, it's like I'm made of gold These hoes always wanna touch me Hold my cocaine for me and that's if you really love me Diamonds on my pinky ring, diamonds on my Rolie watch (She's suckin' my cock!) I'm sellin' drugs and I cannot stop And all of my bullets for the cops I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks! I love hittin' licks, licks, licks! I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks! I love hittin' licks, licks, licks! I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks! I love hittin' licks, licks, licks! I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks! I love hittin' licks, licks, licks! [Str8 Kash:] I'm gettin' bricks that's straight from Trinidad Tie you to a chair, nigga, call your plug Ain't a day in my life, I ain't on them drugs Stay fuckin' all these bitches, never fall in love Brick Bible, this a statement, nigga, fuck your rifle I made my own Brick Bible, nigga, fuck the rappin' I'm gettin' baptised in the [?] Pussy, money, weed, that's all a nigga needs Now we're lookin' for them niggas, where they at? It sounds like a thousand haters when that chopper clap Lord have mercy on me, this life with sins is lonely You can't walk in my shoes, you end up [?] on the glory Wake up in the mornin', crack another brick Buy another phone, them cops is on my shit In the kitchen Imma stove Twist them with the flip If this rap shit don't work, bitch, I'm still sellin' bricks [Stitches:] I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks! I love hittin' licks, licks, licks! I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks! I love hittin' licks, licks, licks! I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks! I love hittin' licks, licks, licks! I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks! I love hittin' licks, licks, licks! |
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