| I want some bricks and some bales
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| Bricks and some bales (3x)
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| I want some bricks and some bales
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| Bricks and some bales (3x)
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| I want some bricks and some bales, keep my pockets swell
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| Heavy clientele, work my wrist well
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| If I go to jail, I would never tell
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| Point me to my cell, just bring me my mail
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| I know I’m going to Heaven ‘cause I already done went through Hell
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| In the club I’m balling but I’m trapping like a snail
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| Playing with the white, same color as the sails
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| Posted in the hood, man I’m tryna make a sell
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| Bricks, ounces, deuces, gas by the bale
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| Screech on my chain, it was saved by the bell
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| All I ever wanted was some bricks and some bales
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| Bouldercrest El Chapo, mayor
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| Cooking up the white, same color as the mayo
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| Hop up out the Coupe, all the hoes be like «Aye, O»
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| Working with the bricks, mayo on the payroll
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| Wrapping up the bricks like they did a roll
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| I want some bricks and some bales
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| Bricks and some bales (3x)
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| I want some bricks and some bales
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| Bricks and some bales (3x) |