Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bricks , by - Meek Mill. Song from the album Motivation, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 18.11.2012
Record label: Huslte team
Song language: English
Bricks |
| Hey hey hey hey hey |
| Hey hey hey hey hey hey |
| We getting money bitch |
| Thirty thousand that’s a brick on me |
| The nigga steady hating but his bitch on me |
| She say she love the way them diamonds glist on me |
| You gon' need some prune juice you trying to shit on me |
| Thirty thousand, nigga that’s a brick |
| Thirty shots up in this ladder nigga that’s a clip |
| North side who ya with |
| I got some south side shooters that’ll do you quick |
| I got some west side niggas that’ll move the bricks |
| And some east side niggas that’ll do the shit |
| It’s the hustle in the building we moving bitch |
| Diamonds in that Audemar that’s a stupid wrist |
| Ya I got stacks on deck |
| My nigga Me just hit me up said he back on deck |
| Everywhere I move around I keep a strap on deck |
| A nigga act like its a movie and get clapped on set |
| Talking money I’m 'bout that |
| A nigga say its beef I’m thinking Outback |
| Forty, pussies go back |
| I met her ten minutes, the seven with the top back |
| Rockstar lifestyle Mike don’t make it |
| Bottles of Ciroc shit I might, don’t chase it |
| Told it to the feds that I ain’t got no |
| My niggas only fuck with that white they racist |
| We balling, I’m talking Spalding |
| You’s a weirdo, I’m talking Carlton |
| At the club I tell to let me bartend |
| Give it to the waiter tell the hoes its open bar then |
| I’m like hater how you been |
| Brought my glizzy to the club and you know I got it in |
| Baby I want a ménage and I know you got a friend |
| Allergic to losing so you know I gotta win |
| I’m white boy fucked up |
| Run and tell them other pussy niggas that their luck’s up |
| Trash ass bitches I’mma put them in a dump truck |
| you bumped up |
| Whip talk for me it say nigga you ain’t as strong as me |
| Watch talk for me it say bitch you coming home with me |
| Glock talk for me it say you don’t want to rumble me |
| If you swing a punch them shots gon' sting you like a bumblebee |
| You heard me that’s real rap |
| Cocaine colored range where Phil at |
| When I pull up in an Aston I killed that |
| Shitting on these niggas I ain’t even sign a deal yet |
| I’m gone |