Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Brick After Brick, artist - Westside Gunn. Date of issue: 26.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Brick After Brick |
| Damn, right |
| Ayo (So, woo!) |
| Ayo |
| We started off with the vase, all black |
| Laying in the bushes, had to wait for him |
| Triple beam scales look swell, we had eights on him |
| Undercover Valentino with the space on it |
| Who them dope dealers in them four-door GTs? |
| Break off the roof with the AR-15 (Boom!) |
| Fifty shots later I was feelin' much greater |
| Bodies droppin', this shit was like a lay up |
| You ain’t never sold double ups until you came up |
| Gianni plates, seven grams on the razor (Woo!) |
| Free Sly, they gave my nigga life in the wak up |
| Kiss machine gun in his casket, pray he wak up |
| You ain’t never piss Ace on a wake up (No!) |
| Ayo, a hunnid K, all drug money |
| Took the ski mask off so you know who shot you |
| Everything designer, body bags |
| suitcase look like karate class |
| Brick after brick, brick after brick |
| Brick after brick, brick after brick |
| Brick after brick, brick after brick |
| Brick after brick, brick after brick |
| Brick after brick, brick after brick |
| Brick after brick, brick after brick |
| Brick after brick, brick after brick |
| Brick after brick, brick after brick |
| Ayo, I built this shit brick by brick, lick by lick |
| Run it like Jesse Owens but my kicks by Rick |
| I multiplied it, now the G Wagon a six by six |
| Shooters come with two of 'em, treat the sticks like Twix |
| I’m good with numbers, I just met a chick five-six |
| And showed her how to stand tall, like a six-five chick |
| They wonder where I lay my head and stick my dick |
| It’s not yo' cheese, don’t worry how I dip my chip |
| I’m in the Maybach sipping Veuve, let me sip my rich |
| While I lay back watching movies, like my whip’s I pick |
| I dreamed about this as a juvie, and now this my shit |
| I whipped it up just like a smoothie, yeah I wrist my shit |
| Switch that shit, when I shoot I swish that shit |
| For the cheddar I’m a monster, I will swiss that shit |
| With a mozzarella stick, I know this watch is hella sick |
| They threw diamonds up in it, like a Roc-A-Fella pic' (Bitch) |
| Brick after brick, brick after brick |
| Brick after brick, brick after brick |
| Brick after brick, brick after brick |
| Brick after brick, brick after brick |
| Brick after brick, brick after brick |
| Brick after brick, brick after brick |
| Brick after brick, brick after brick |
| Brick after brick, brick after brick |