Trouble - Brick (feat. Skippa Da Flippa) (Lyrics)
Trouble - Brick (feat. Skippa Da Flippa) Lyrics
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Lyrics Trouble - Brick (feat. Skippa Da Flippa):
Ain't nobody studyin' these lil pissy ass lil hoes man
Dat bitch know what the fuck going on, I swear
Bitch I'm the shit, bitch look at dis
Gotta brick on my wrist, bitch look at dis
Dis a brick (yea yea yea yea yea yea yea)
Dis a brick (yea yea yea yea yea yea yea)
Bitch talking shit, big boy get hit, come through shit gon' get lit
Snow ball on your wrist
That's a brick (yea yea yea yea yea yea)
God damnit that's a brick (yea yea yea yea yea yea yea)
Thirty-six thirty-six thirty-six this bitch thick
Brick on my wrist, I talk shit, suck my dick hoe
Bitch ain't shit change in the bricks with the jits hoe
Licks, after licks, after licks, after licks
I told the bitch I don't know what to tell her
The shit you talking 'bout don't add to a bezel
I get this shit brackin' I'm poppin' kettle
Was nothing at first, put that bitch together
She was nothing at first, put that bitch together
If I don't like the weather, I change the weather
Get a nigga knocked off if just cost a feather
Brick on my wrist nigga know I'm better, Skoob
Bitch I'm the shit, bitch look at dis
Gotta brick on my wrist, bitch look at dis
Dis a brick (yea yea yea yea yea yea yea)
Dis a brick (yea yea yea yea yea yea yea)
Bitch talking shit, big boy get hit, come through shit gon' get lit
Snow ball on your wrist
That's a brick (yea yea yea yea yea yea)
God damnit that's a brick (yea yea yea yea yea yea yea)
AP cost a brick, chain cost a brick, Skoob drink a fifth
Flip gon' drop another six, a hunnid thousand for the ice
Reach for my jewelry you might lose your life
Diamonds hittin', I make movies like Spike
Bust down wedding ring, but I have no wife
Bricks on me, brick fair, blocks on me but no Telfair
Ice on me look like Kenmore
Stack, pray and stay away from squares
I to go harder to get some new water
Rollie look like a glacier from Antarctica
Bitch I'm the shit 'cause my bag comes in larger
Box Chevy Flippa never did the Marta
Bitch I'm the shit, bitch look at dis
Gotta brick on my wrist, bitch look at dis
Dis a brick (yea yea yea yea yea yea yea)
Dis a brick (yea yea yea yea yea yea yea)
Bitch talking shit, big boy get hit, come through shit gon' get lit
Snow ball on your wrist
That's a brick (yea yea yea yea yea yea)
God damnit that's a brick (yea yea yea yea yea yea yea)

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