Lyrics:
shaking
these lands are forsaken by Caucasians
supply and demand money making hail Satan
White bricks White House
Big Flakes no doubt
Peruvian Bird
than try to float
And when it falls apart well 'she'll be right'
Ain't my problem I'm just livin' my life
I got the house two kids and a Commodore
Maybe
SONG NcME (Read a Fortune)
INTRO
I testify to pain yeah
I testify to pain yeah
I testify to pain yeah
VERSE (1)
I'm straight up out the bricks
twigs
Hey, diddle diddle he played on his fiddle
And danced with lady pigs
Number three said, "Nix on tricks
I shall build my house with bricks"
He
diddle diddle he played on his fiddle
And danced with lady pigs
Number three said, "Nix on tricks
I shall build my house with bricks"
He had no chance
What ?!
I’m buying the by the brick (2 Paints)
In the trap where I’m doing my shift (All Day)
Pull up get a bag and dip (Dip Dip)
If I make em mad
lock your door
They dig until they spot your core
The cops ignore
You buried in the park by the commodores
Navy fleet plunging
We pray the peace coming
lived it by the way
Stay on it by the way, I want it by the way
Take it to your momma's momma house
Where everybody stay, where everybody sleep
Leave
(Yeah, yeah)
First year being rich
I'm 'bout to cop a house on Riverside
Checkin' off my list
I buy a boat, I put your crib inside
Mental, need
straw.
The first little pig had just finished his house
when a big, bad wolf came along.
Little Pig, little pig, let me come in,
said the wolf.
No, no, by
"I grabbed the mic and try to say, 'yes
Y'all' "
(Starin' at the world through my rearview)
("Somebody in the house say YEAH!")
"I grabbed
I'll take a chainsaw to the sofa
Where I held your body close for so long, so long
Walk in the house, lights are off
In the closet by the door,
this house on a rock, on a rock
This house on a rock, on a rock
Brick by brick we have set it up
Oh man, if these walls could talk
Bit by bit,
a thing, my house wasn't a home
My whip wasn't a Wraith, my kicks wasn't the J's
All I had was a gun, I'm still stuck in my ways
I'm always smokin'
rock up.)
Blow that kush like a candle.
I got brick fare on me right now and I'll blow it.
40 racks stuffed down in my denim, I'll blow it.
Take
Who's there? Howl, it's me again
I'll huff and puff and blow your little house down
You hid your heart in a house of bricks
And locked all the doors
Some day, I know I'm gonna meet the right chick
Some day, build my house brick by brick
Some day, I might be the rapper with the hits
Some day, lounging,
from the south
Drop off J-town
Pick up hounds
Take'em straight to the house
Kilos by deuce
Breaking it down by a pound
Cut a pinche Puto
Just like
on the deed in the mailbox
I sleep easy in the bed I made
And I
Dream bigger than I did before
Took a while to feel this way
Brick by brick
Board by
with them bumpers
Stash house in the jungle
I done filled it up with hundreds
A hundred killers, just go like gorillas
Brick Squad we ain't
Throw a we
And she said
We’re still building
I’ll build you up
Brick by brick
Floor by floor
Bit by bit
Board by board
We’re still building
Building us
It was
Brisbane, but full of charisma
We aint changing for no one, it is what it is bruh
And by the way, we're sick of the term backwards
We got Krispy Kremes now
dying in a ditch
That grab em by throat and slit, slit, slit
Talk shit, talk shit, you get fucking hit (yuh)
Imma kill him let him know
Imma put on a show
court and for what don't know why
Cuz I'm low that the psychic can't even predict it
Packs dangled over me is not Lipton
Can't have a dog by me wimping
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