Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Another Brick Please, artist - Fred The Godson. Date of issue: 24.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Another Brick Please |
| They say bars is back |
| I got that |
| I just need my man on the hook (Jaquae) |
| Ha, okay (GOOORRRRDOOOO!!) |
| Wrist frozen |
| Go on rap tours 'til we find a garage to put the Rolls in |
| Tell ya entourage I goes in |
| Shooters outside ya aunt’s garage, you owe him |
| What you expect? |
| Every shot’ll be silent, you in debt |
| In debt, the B is silence |
| And in the B-X, we known for bein' violent |
| Clap that heat, everybody they gon' squeeze |
| Like cheap ass seats, everybody he knows bleeds |
| Ha, we gon' see |
| New York City, I’m what your flow needs |
| And knowin' the streets fuck with you |
| And I never sold my soul, I can sleep comfortable |
| Give you parents credit, that blow, they keep comin' through |
| You’ll pay 'til ya mother clear, Denise Huxtable |
| Gordo writin' again |
| Why I wasn’t on the cypher again? |
| I don’t know, I just know not many rappers is nicer than him |
| I bring that metaphor life to the pen |
| I’m tryin' to win like Hurricane Matthew doin' |
| Pills slow, I hurry 'caine, what math you doin'? |
| If it’s 'bout a dollar you can hit me, new feel |
| In my pocket, Monica Lewinsky, blue bill |
| Tell me what the lick read |
| I’m ridin' in a six speed |
| Before it get reported |
| And Trump get us deported |
| Papi, another brick please |
| Another brick please (another brick) |
| Another brick please |
| Another brick please, a thousand grams |
| Early morning stove like six somethin' |
| Break it down to O’s 'cause the strip bubblin' |
| It’s fresh out the brick oven |
| I can put you on your feet or put you under six of 'em, huh |
| Regardless I’m the hardest artist ever as far as bars is |
| Cartridge hit you cartilage |
| This infra-red light’ll turn a dark skin dude to the DeBarges |
| Who want it with me? |
| My shooters carry two 4−5's like a quarter to three |
| Can’t tell what I might spit |
| Like Pippen in Salt Lake City, I carry the mic sick |
| Gordo |
| Tell me what the lick read |
| I’m ridin' in a six speed |
| Before it get reported |
| And Trump get us deported |
| Papi, another brick please |
| Another brick please (another brick) |
| Another brick please |
| Another brick please, a thousand grams |