| Bricks ounces deuces, my traffic goin stupid
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| Should hit a nigga phone if you looking for dem cookies
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| Bricks ounces, dueces, right hand stupid. |
| Swing my front door and its bricks
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| ounces dueces
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| I dropped a 62, and it did numbers
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| Chef seasoned salad pockets on cucumber
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| Lookin for dem chickens then hit a nigga number
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| First degree murder if that pussy wasn’t workin
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| Ima keep it 100 got more chickens than churchs
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| But only serve a few coz this pussy nigga workin
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| Standin on the stove smokin big blunts of purple
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| Pyrex vision made my cookies into a circle
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| Knocks on my tail so i had to tighten my circle
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| Cut a couple niggas coz them niggas sweet like suckas
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| But im boulder crest, with some sun valley muscle, and i work too hard to get
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| played by a busta!
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| 36, all is lips, it came to lip but it ran so quick
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| Trap needle, man my money so long
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| Glass house, glass house so hit a nigga phone
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| Trap doin numbers man my house is goin ham
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| Get the coupe watch, give the J a whole gram
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| Known in the hood as the fuckin brick man
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| Gingerbread, gingerbread, yay white tan
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| Distribute that glass and the whole chick ran
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| Millionare mouthpeice, Trillionare hand
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| Splash that warm water watch that bitch do grams
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| I dont do no whip, im the straight drop man
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| Workin 6 cell phones and im off in these things
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| Bricks, ounces, deuces of pure cocain
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| Workin 6 cell phones and im off in these things
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| Bricks, ounces, deuces of pure cocain |