Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bricks, artist - Soulja Boy. Album song Big Soulja, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.02.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: SODMG
Song language: English
Bricks |
Walked out the strip, got that thang on my hip |
Pussy nigga better not play with gang, do not slip |
Yeah, hop up on that yacht and I go take a trip |
Came back with them pounds, came back with them bricks |
Came back with them bricks |
Came back with them bricks |
Young Drako nigga I play with the pans |
Poppin' the seals and mixin' the xans |
Stacks On Deck Money Gang, we in demand |
Go ask your bitch, she know I’m the man |
Go cop a zip, yeah that’s soon as I land |
Pour up a six, double cup in my hand |
Hit your bitch from the back just to get up the count |
Bankroll on me way bigger |
Two bitches with me but I’m in the middle |
My type of bitch she like backwoods, not swishers |
Hop out a Range and keep range from you niggas (skrrt) |
Posted with a whole lot of money, young nigga up to somethin' |
Model lil bitch, I’m in out in London |
Then I go pick up 15, throw it all at Onyx |
Run up them bands, where my cake? |
She wanna fuck but I made the bitch wait |
Tried to send him a P, but it’s really all shake |
Ran up 50s to 100s, I throw 'em the safes |
Cartier wrist with the ice |
Might catch a flight but I can’t stay the night |
Shawty my type so I might change her life |
like he Juice |
VVS on every tooth |
She wanna fuck but her pussy too loose |
I rather go count some blue |
Walked out the strip, got that thang on my hip |
Pussy nigga better not play with gang, do not slip |
Yeah, hop up on that yacht and I go take a trip |
Came back with them pounds, came back with them bricks |
Came back with them bricks |
Came back with them bricks |
Jumped out the coupe, then I walked inside the trap (aye) |
Posted with my niggas, I got automatic straps (uh) |
You know that the gang put shit on the map |
Fuck with gang, nigga you know you gettin' clapped |
You not my homie, nigga you don’t get dapped |
Ridin' round town with that strap in my lap |
Serving Hi-Tech, lean, act' |
Juugin, finessin, when I hop on the track |
I got your bitch, come get your bitch back |
Run up on gang, the bullets gon spray yo ass flat |
Yeah, back of the Maybach |
Shawty wanna fuck me then say that |
Send a couple shots at your du-rag |
cause they filled up with blue racks |
Walked out the strip, got that thang on my hip |
Pussy nigga better not play with gang, do not slip |
Yeah, hop up on that yacht and I go take a trip |
Came back with them pounds, came back with them bricks |
Came back with them bricks |
Came back with them bricks |