Bricks
Butta Baby
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Tell me’ cash talk and everything else silent No cap I go get some cake on my own I walked in the rain all alone I need some cake and a steak These broke niggas get nun but a plate full of bones Unc got razors and a plate full of stones That’s how that hungry shit make niggas get Get off of my ass I did not get to sit We from the gutter, the jungle, the bricks We from the gutter, the jungle, the bricks Hit the strip stack it up like some Ritz Play wit me we get to popping you zits I need some money cause my fingers itch We from the gutter, the jungle, the bricks From the gutter, the jungle, the bricks We from the gutter, the jungle, the bricks Get off of my ass I did not get to sit Let me keep it a stack I get a check I don’t know how to act Ran off he ain’t getting shit back Big stick you ain’t taking shit jack I’m in love with a rack I get that paper moving Trap hot but we in this bitch cooling Cash out we was eating in Dougans Big stick leave shit in ruins Gas smell like a white rhino poot, no roof and we smoking on fruit The pistol mean business like a tie and a suit Plug mad cause I ran off with the bag and the loot I’m getting high Hot box the whip, got smoke in my eye Hit the street when I’m broke I can’t break down and cry So the money keep stacking but they don’t know why He keep looking at the pack nigga hurry up and buy Ya dig I go get some cake on my own I walked in the rain all alone I need some cake and a steak These broke niggas get nun but a plate full of bones Unc got razors and a plate full of stones That’s how that hungry shit make niggas get Get off of my ass I did not get to sit We from the gutter, the jungle, the bricks We from the gutter, the jungle, the bricks Hit the strip stack it up like some Ritz Play wit me we get to popping you zits I need some money cause my fingers itch We from the gutter, the jungle, the bricks From the gutter, the jungle, the bricks We from the gutter, the jungle, the bricks Get off of my ass I did not get to sit Tell your bitch that I love her, I lied I’m from the gutter, the dungeon, I’m slime If it ain’t bout paper I ain’t making time He get caught, he flip coins, that mean he dropping dimes I want a big bag Flex on em’ got em’ big mad Wear it out the store pop a big tag The Tesla look like a big Jag Back wood six-pack My you nigga begging me like where the lick at I been getting paper nigga that’s a big fact I’m in love with the money I know they dig that Click-clack, big banga Bankroll real thick like Topanga They on the roof shooting at you from a angle Stack the money up until it fall like Jenga I go get some cake on my own I walked in the rain all alone I need some cake and a steak These broke niggas get nun but a plate full of bones Unc got razors and a plate full of stones That’s how that hungry shit make niggas get Get off of my ass I did not get to sit We from the gutter, the jungle, the bricks We from the gutter, the jungle, the bricks Hit the strip stack it up like some Ritz Play wit me we get to popping you zits I need some money cause my fingers itch We from the gutter, the jungle, the bricks From the gutter, the jungle, the bricks We from the gutter, the jungle, the bricks Get off of my ass I did not get to sit Ya dig
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