-: More Gucci Mane :- Gucci Mane - Bricks Lyrics :-: It's Ya Boy Yo Gotti Chea, Gucci Mane The Flare My Nigga Ralph In Here Zaytoven On The Beat Nigga And Its' A Street Nigga Holiday My Nigga DJ Holiday Chea Bricks, All White Bricks Off White Bricks, Light Tan Bricks Just Hit A Lick, For Fifty More Bricks Ballin' Like A Bitch, With All These Bricks Bricks, Thirty Six Zips, That's A Whole Chick Wanna Bad Bitch? Gotta Have Bricks Yeah, That Make Sense, Yeah, I Make Hits But I Still Take Bricks So Icy CEO, I'm A Fool With The Snow They Think I'm Puttin' VVS Jewels In The Coke My Watch A Cool Hundred, Paint-job A Cold Twenty And After This Flip I'm Quittin' The Trap Cold Turkey, Sike The Pack In And I'm Workin' Drought Season In, Charged Ya Ass A Whole Thirty But Right Now You Can Get It For A Low Number The Fish Scale White, Same Color My Hummer Zone Six Polar Bears Never See Summer It's Winter All Year Cuz The Birds Fly Under Ninety Five Air Max 'cause I'm A Dope Runna' I'm Ballin' Like An Athlete But Got No Jumper It's Bricks, All White Bricks Off White Bricks, Light Tan Bricks Just Hit A Lick, For Fifty More Bricks Ballin' Like A Bitch, With All These Bricks Bricks, Thirty Six Zips, That's A Whole Chick Wanna Bad Bitch? Gotta Have Bricks Yeah, That Make Sense, Yeah, I Make Hits But I Still Take Bricks I'm Like A Waitress In The Trap I Got Somethin' To Serve That's Sixteen Bars, Same Price For A Bird What You Need, A Bird Or A Couple Pounds? I'm On Cleveland Ave, You Know My Side Of Town So Many Bricks, I Can Build My Own Apartment Ya Better A Check, When Ya Come In My Department Yes I Break Em' Down And I Sell Em' Whole Try Me Watch Ya Whole Crew Fall Like Some Dominoes I Got A Trap House And A Trap Car 100,00 Off A Cap, That's A Trap Star All This Smoke Got Me Feelin' Real Nauseous Ridin' With Them Bricks Got Me Feelin' Real Cautious Bricks, All White Bricks Off White Bricks, Light Tan Bricks Just Hit A Lick, For Fifty More Bricks Ballin' Like A Bitch, With All These Bricks Bricks, Thirty Six Zips, That's A Whole Chick Wanna Bad Bitch? Gotta Have Bricks Yeah, That Make Sense, Yeah, I Make Hits But I Still Take Bricks Tony Montana, All I Have In This World Is My Hundred Round Chopper And My White Girl Oil Base Bricks, Shit Hard To Cook Call The Plug Back, Tell Him He Got Took Know What That Mean? The Shit Free That Mean None For Him, And More For Me I Took Somethin', I'm Gutta Bitch Don't Trust Me Dog, This That North Memphis Shit Old School, New Porsche Couple Choppas Just In Case They Wanna Go To War Bricks Aka My Best Friend Twenty Eight Inch Rims Call 'em Grown Men Dope Stepped On, Call It Step Child I Got That Slim Shady, We Call It Eight Mile I'm From North Memphis, Watkins And Brown Gotti Street, And Nigga That's My Brick House Bricks, All White Bricks Off White Bricks, Light Tan Bricks Just Hit A Lick, For Fifty More Bricks Ballin' Like A Bitch, With All These Bricks Bricks, Thirty Six Zips, That's A Whole Chick Wanna Bad Bitch? Gotta Have Bricks Yeah, That Make Sense, Yeah, I Make Hits But I Still Take Bricks :^:
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