Gucci Mane & Young Thug - Bricks | Текст песни

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[Hook:Annotate Young Thug]
Got a hundred bands in the back of the pickup (Show me a hundred bands right now nigga)
Let’s ride bro, just in case he show up (Let’s ride, that nigga might [?])
Can’t trick me, nigga, got to show us (Show me that weed, show me that weed)
Now I tricked you, nigga, this a stickup (Turn on your pussy ass)
Got bands like a motherfucking project
Got bricks like a motherfucking project (x3)
Like a project (x2)
Got bricks like a motherfucking project
Got more bricks than a fucking project
More bricks, more bricks than a project

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
B R I C K S, we got those for sale
Retail! I ain’t sending no pictures, no details
Gonna get it, get it gone
Just cause I’m home alone don’t mean I ain’t got chrome
I bomb your dome [?] [?] [?]
Some of these bricks are white
Some of these bricks are tan
Sixty percent are [?]
One hundred percent get gone
That’s why I got to keep chrome
Now I don’t wanna go home
Man I wish I had me a clone
Damn, damn, even though I’m home
The bitch can’t find a motherfucking home (brrrat)
Bottles, no babies, baby bottle, no baby
Lean, lean, lean, got me feeling like I’m motherfucking pregnant
I love you babe
But I love my broadies the most
2500, motherfuck 12
Yell [?], I don’t bail

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
In a [?]
If I knew back then what I know right now
Wouldn’t never moved out
Can’t take no loss, I don’t never lose out
Used to hide my straps at another dude’s house
I used to taking my food out another nigga mouth
When he showed me the guap then the trigger come out
When he showed me the pot then the nigga come out
Heard yesterday that ten niggas got got
Heard last night that ten niggas got shot
In a bando, yeah, that’s a boarded up house
Commando, got a pistol on me now
I’m Rambo, got a chopper gun you down
El Chapo, El Loco, Jesus, Alejandro
Get ya head knocked off just like Chapo
Guwop’ll knock the meat out your taco
Rob a car [?] with all this cargo
Too many bricks sold, might need a barcode
[?] coming in from Trinidad, Tobago
Trapped in a chokehold, dope by the boatload
Fuck a show, I’mma go gold with the dope bowl
Oh you’re a bad bitch? Let me tell you what you don’t know
Let a rich nigga put it down in your [?]
My dick in her mouth and my thumb in her asshole
Trappers got bread like fuck [?] [?] [?] [?]

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Verse 2, woo, woo
My shit smell...
Motherfucking poo
Is that what you’re smoking on Thug? TRU
2 Chainz motherfucking [?]
Guwop got eighty chains, I got ten of ‘em
I’m on Miley Cyrus, I hear noises
AM I best dressed? Nigga, yeah yeah
Got bricks like a motherfucking project (x2)
Got bricks like a motherfucker yeah yeah
Bands every motherfucking pocket
Do they look like wallets, nigga yeah yeah
Shoot 200, bitch 3000
[?] better motherfucking watch it
[?] got the fucking pocket rocket
[?] knock yo head and take the profit
Promethazine got me slowed up (slowed up)
Your bitch want to cut my crew, lawn mower
Your bitch want to cut my what? She want to mow us
And that pussy wet like a latex and lotion

[Hook]

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